The days of wine and roses laugh And run away like a child at play Through a meadow land toward a closing door A door marked "Nevermore" that wasn't there
Desiree Oh, Desiree And though somehow I knew I could only have you 'til the morning light The night was long, the time was right Do you remember, Desiree Oh, Desiree Do you remember, Desiree
ترجمه: نیل دایموند. Desiree.
