Vogue - Brass And Satin [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Well, oh my blue faced traveler, hang up your hat
It's time your stories were told
He brought me ivory apples from the white orchards in the ocean
He brought you black and white roses from the unknown shores exotique
He brought you sick aortas from the city of hearts crowned in flame

But oh my blue faced traveler, two suns scorch and sear above the ocean
And they burn and they boil and soon your ship of sterling silver becomes a raft of Medusa

Sing us another song, Captian
To the solar twins hovering overhead
Ooh la la, the brass one and the satin
Ooh ooh la la, the breathing and the dead

Sing us another song, Captian
To the solar twins hovering overhead
Ooh la la, the brass one and the satin

Lost at sea, the ocean of hungry mouths and broken teeth
The swollen tongues...hysteria

Oh but the cupids with crooked wings
Are circling the sky like hungry vultures
Watching with arrows of love, love
They get closer and closer
And with pupiless eyes do gaze under your skin

Sing us another song, Captian
To the solar twins hovering overhead
Ooh la la, the brass one and the satin
Ooh ooh la la, the breathing and the dead

Sing us another song, Captian
To the solar twins hovering overhead
Ooh la la, the brass one and the satin

Lost at sea, the ocean of hungry mouths and broken teeth
The swollen tongues...hysteria