Cartouche

(cartouche)

Ai-ai-ai-ai-a-ah

If I share this with you never speak a word

They would never understand if they ever heard

Gemini, Capricorn rising in the east

Dancing through the witchwood, we began to sing

In between dark and light in the underworld

Wrapped around your finger like a string of pearls

Smiling face, empty hand, seven golden rings

Dancing through the starlight we began to sing

A-ah, a-ah, a-ah, a-ah

Still I hear the whisper: "Cartouche"

Ai-ai-ai-ai-a-ah

Caramel colored leaves spiral in the air

Diving right into the ground 'round the winding stair

Stories carved out of wood, jester and the king

Dancing through the moonlight, we began to sing

A-ah, a-ah, a-ah, a-a-a-a-ah

Still I hear the whisper: "Cartouche"

Memories, black and white, hide behind the glass

In the mirrors and the smoke, it's all fading fast

Written word, turn the card winter into spring

Dancing through the witchwood we began to sing

A-ah, a-ah, a-ah, a-a-a-a-ah

A-ah, a-ah

Still I hear the whisper: "Cartouche"