I love Agnes, I love Pamela,
Lise burned herself in setting me aflame.
Where fair maids go.
Lon la.
In former days when I saw the mantillas
of Suzette and of Z’ila,
my soul mingled with their folds.
Where fair maids go.
I love Agnes, I love Pamela,
Lise burned herself in setting me aflame.
Where fair maids go.
Lon la.
In former days when I saw the mantillas
of Suzette and of Z’ila,
my soul mingled with their folds.
Where fair maids go.