I lost myself on a cool damp night
Gave myself in that misty light
Was hypnotized by a strange delight
Under a lilac treeI made wine from the lilac tree
Put my heart in its
recipe
It makes me see what I
want to see
and be what I want to
be
When I think more than
I want to think
Do things I never
should do
I drink much more that
I ought to drink
Because (it) brings me
back you...
Lilac wine is sweet
and heady, like my love
Lilac wine, I feel
unsteady, like my love
Listen to me... I
cannot see clearly
Isn't that she coming
to me nearly here? 
Lilac wine is sweet
and heady where's my love?
Lilac wine, I feel
unsteady, where's my love? 
Listen to me, why is
everything so hazy?
Isn't that she, or am
I just going crazy, dear? 
Lilac Wine, I feel
unready for my love...
 
 
 
 
 
 
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