Based on Non Sum Qualis eram Bonae Sub Regno Cynarae by Ernest Dowson.
lyrics
Last night, ah yesternight, betwixt her lips and mine
Your shadow fell, your breathe was shed, Cynara
Upon my soul between the kisses and the wine, I bowed my head
And I was desolate, desolate and sick
Desolate and sick of an old passion
I have been faithful to you, Cynara. In my fashion
All night upon my heart I felt her warm heart beat
Night long within my arms in love and sleep she lay, Cynara
Surely the kisses of her bought red mouth was sweet
But I work up to find the morning grey
And I was desolate, desolate and sick
Desolate and sick of an old passion
Oh I have been faithful to you, Cynara. In my fashion
I have forgotten much, gone with the wind
Flung roses, roses riotously with the throng, Cynara
Dancing to put your pale lost lilies out of mind
Yeah all the time because the dance was long
And I am desolate, desolate and sick
Desolate and sick of an old passion
Oh I have been faithful to you, Cynara. In my fashion
I cried for madder music, and for stronger wine
But when the feast is finished and the lamps expire, Cynara
Then your shadow falls the night is yours
And I am hungry for the lips of my desire
And I am desolate, desolate and sick
Desolate and sick of an old passion
Oh I have been faithful to you, Cynara. In my fashion
credits
from No Way Out But Through,
released January 27, 2015
Words & Music by Robert Boole & Richard Knowles
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