Music for a while Songtext
von Anna-Lotta Larsson

Music, music for a while
Shall all your cares beguile
Shall all, all-all, shall all, all your, shall all your cares beguile


Wondering, wondering how your pains were eased, eased, eased
And disdaining to be pleased
′Til Alecto free the dead
'Til Alecto free the dead
From their eternal, eternal bands
′Til the snakes drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop
From her head
And the whip, and the whip from out her hands

Music, music for a while
Shall all your cares beguile
Shall all, all-all, shall all, all your, shall all your cares beguile

Shall all, all-all, shall all, all your, shall all your cares beguile