[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com [00:09.56]The pupil is twelve [00:11.81]Attractive withdrawn [00:13.65]In a midnight blue [00:16.00]School uniform [00:18.86]Lips just a little too full for her face [00:23.44]Distant eyes full of space [00:32.51]In her posture no trace of coquette [00:36.37]No defiance [00:42.06]She fingers the frets looking forlorn [00:46.85]Crossing her legs where her tights have been torn [00:51.48]Starts as her mother comes into the room [00:55.72]And the afternoon grows still [01:05.51]And her mother feels a chill [01:07.80]Shivers and buttons her coat [01:14.87]I gently correct the curve of her back [01:19.38]And open her book in the now empty flat [01:23.76]At the classical piece I've had her prepare [01:28.45]And her arms are bare as she plays [01:38.02]And I draw back behind her ear [01:41.44]A few strands of hair gone astray [02:05.78]She shows me her bracelet the lesson is done [02:10.58]I turn it around between finger and thumb [02:15.36]We sit face to face and it seems to me that [02:19.83]Her face is the face of a cat [02:29.63]And touching the place where her breasts will be [02:34.29]I press my hand flat [02:37.33]Now from afar it seems to resemble [02:41.96]A strange composition in oil [02:46.62]Of a man a guitar and an innocent little girl [03:01.29]As if listening to the distant sound of a burglar alarm [03:31.14]What happened next it's hard to recall [03:34.70]The guitar lesson left no traces at all
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[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com[00:09.56]The pupil is twelve
[00:11.81]Attractive withdrawn
[00:13.65]In a midnight blue
[00:16.00]School uniform
[00:18.86]Lips just a little too full for her face
[00:23.44]Distant eyes full of space
[00:32.51]In her posture no trace of coquette
[00:36.37]No defiance
[00:42.06]She fingers the frets looking forlorn
[00:46.85]Crossing her legs where her tights have been torn
[00:51.48]Starts as her mother comes into the room
[00:55.72]And the afternoon grows still
[01:05.51]And her mother feels a chill
[01:07.80]Shivers and buttons her coat
[01:14.87]I gently correct the curve of her back
[01:19.38]And open her book in the now empty flat
[01:23.76]At the classical piece I've had her prepare
[01:28.45]And her arms are bare as she plays
[01:38.02]And I draw back behind her ear
[01:41.44]A few strands of hair gone astray
[02:05.78]She shows me her bracelet the lesson is done
[02:10.58]I turn it around between finger and thumb
[02:15.36]We sit face to face and it seems to me that
[02:19.83]Her face is the face of a cat
[02:29.63]And touching the place where her breasts will be
[02:34.29]I press my hand flat
[02:37.33]Now from afar it seems to resemble
[02:41.96]A strange composition in oil
[02:46.62]Of a man a guitar and an innocent little girl
[03:01.29]As if listening to the distant sound of a burglar alarm
[03:31.14]What happened next it's hard to recall
[03:34.70]The guitar lesson left no traces at all
