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I've too drunk to love
Too drunk to
like death, felt like hell
Been the for wear

been drinking too much to remember
The whole of the night
I've been drinking myself
And still drink some more

She is the wine that makes harps and
The sweetest sound that the brings
She is the wine that makes and angels
And when I drink of her, she conjures me

She me to her banquets
And I on her bouquet
She the dragons
And drives the away

She builds a rainbow
To the island of the
She leads me to
To the quarry of my

She is the wine that makes and choirs
The sweetest sound that the grapevine
She is the that makes gods and angels
And I drink of her, she conjures me wings

Drink, drink, drink, to me
Drink, drink, drink, to me

She is the temptress, the magician
A sister to Eros, she is
She plays a symphony, smells like sympathy
Tastes like poetry, her very soul to me

She is the wine that harps and choirs
The sweetest sound the grapevine brings
She is the that makes gods and angels
And when I of her, she conjures me wings

La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la
She conjures me