From "die fledermaus" My dear marquis, why must you be, So loyal throughout your hours? When you stop and stare Take a lot more care And close
My dear Marquis Why must you be So loathe to use your eyes When you stop and stare Take a lot more care And closely scrutinise My fingers, my ankles
Fordítás: Charlotte Church. A Nevető Song.
Fordítás: Charlotte Church. A Laughing Song (Mein Herr Marquis).
