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Artiste: Jethro Tull
Titre: Moths

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The leaded window opened 
to move the dancing candle flame 
And the first Moths of summer 
suicidal came, suicidal came. 
And a new breeze chattered 
in its May-bud tenderness, 
Sending water-lillies sailing 
as she turned to get undressed. 
And the long night awakened 
and we soared on powdered wings, 
Circling our tomorrows 
in the wary month of Spring. 
Chasing shadows slipping 
in a magic lantern slide, 
Creatures of the candle 
on a night-light-ride. 
Dipping and weaving 
Flutter through the golden needle's eye 
in our haystack madness. 
Butterfly-stroking on a Spring-tide high. 
Life's too long (as the Lemming said) 
as the candle burned and the Moths were wed. 
And we'll all burn together as the wick grows higher 
but before the candle's dead. 
The leaded window opened 
to move the dancing candle flame. 
And the first moths of summer 
suicidal came, oh, suicidal came. 
To join in the worship 
of the light that never dies 
in a moment's reflection 
of two moths spinning in her eyes.