Cruel Magic

Let's play the guitar

Let's tap our feet

Let's sing of love

To make us all weep

Let's fill up our hearts

And empty our minds

Give ourselves to the music

And dance outside Time

Let's sway our bodies

Like the wind bends the trees

Let's sing this melody

To cure our disease

Ah, sweet magic

Ah, this sweet, cruel magic

Let's fly through perfumed dreams

On a tapestry of lovers' words

From the first burning kiss

To the loss and the hurt

Here, the ladies wear their dresses tight

The men, their peacock suits

The moon comes out every night

In a sky of midnight blue

We, who have loved

We, who have been loved

Ah, this sweet, cruel magic

We did it all for Love