Golden brown, texture like sun
Lays me down, with my mind she runs
Throughout the night
No need to fight
Never a frown, with golden brown

Every time just like the last
On her ship tied to the mast
To distant lands
Takes both my hands
Never a frown with golden brown

Golden brown, finer temptress
Through the ages she's heading west
From far away
Stays for a day
Never a frown with golden brown

Депрессивная такая песенка... неизвестно чем, кстати. Музыка чуть грустноватая, но светлая, текст лиричный... а вот навевает на меня депрессию и все : \

Current music: The Stranglers, "Golden Brown"
Состояние: депрессия