Letra de Carresses - M83
Letra de canci�n de Carresses de M83 lyrics
[What are you being scared about?]
I am sorry, gentleman... and lady. But it will be best for you to stay here tonight.
Come now my good man, you can't frighten us. We've been over your foul roads before.
Please, you do not understand, it is not the roads, it is the darkness! Here our doors are protected with bat thorns.
What is all this bat thorn business?
It keeps them out. They're afraid of it, the demons of the castle.
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Good evening. It's a lovely even-- [cough] --ning.
Well Doctor, for one who is not afraid of the dark, you have been pushing your horse pretty fast.
Well, you know horses - one they get started for home there is no stopping them. Oh, I admit, I was a bit impatient... I mean, hungry for one of your wonderful meals.
Yes. (echo) The vampires are hungry too for theirs.
[Nervous laughter] Nonsense. Rubbish. Vampires. Nonsense. I won't keep you waiting. I'll be right out for my supper.
-- Transcript from ``Mark of the Vampire", 1935
I am sorry, gentleman... and lady. But it will be best for you to stay here tonight.
Come now my good man, you can't frighten us. We've been over your foul roads before.
Please, you do not understand, it is not the roads, it is the darkness! Here our doors are protected with bat thorns.
What is all this bat thorn business?
It keeps them out. They're afraid of it, the demons of the castle.
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/carresses-m83.php
Good evening. It's a lovely even-- [cough] --ning.
Well Doctor, for one who is not afraid of the dark, you have been pushing your horse pretty fast.
Well, you know horses - one they get started for home there is no stopping them. Oh, I admit, I was a bit impatient... I mean, hungry for one of your wonderful meals.
Yes. (echo) The vampires are hungry too for theirs.
[Nervous laughter] Nonsense. Rubbish. Vampires. Nonsense. I won't keep you waiting. I'll be right out for my supper.
-- Transcript from ``Mark of the Vampire", 1935