Diablo Swing Orchestra

Saved by her grace,
Oh so fair without a lock of hair
Grabs her by the waist,
Lifts her high above, says:
Behold my love!
With you, I'll never be lonely
Without you I'll never be sane
For you, I shall conquer the oceans
For you, I'll just leave them again
Absinth love affairs, we fill our lungs with hyms of
Pride and poverty and we shall overcome
Bring her into our hearts of tar and stone
Until that warm embrace will come