Stories Of Old — текст песни (Depeche Mode)

You hear stories of old

Of princes bold

With riches untold

Happy souls

Casting it all aside

To take some bride

To have the girl of their dreams

At their side

But not me

I couldn`t do that

Not me

I`m not like that



I couldn`t sacrifice

Anything at all

To love



I really like you

I`m attracted to you

The way you move

The things you do

I`ll probably burn in hell

For saying this

But I`m really in heaven

Whenever we kiss

But Oh no!

You won`t change me

You can try

For an eternity



I wouldn`t sacrifice

Anything at all

To love



Now I`ve got things to do

You have too

And I`ve got to be me

You`ve got to be you

So take my hand

And feel these lips

And let`s savour a kiss

Like we`d savour a sip

Of vintage wine

One more time

Let`s surrender

To this love divine



But we won`t sacrifice

Anything at all

To love