The Lantern

(альбом: Their Satanic Majesties Request - 1967)

We, in our present life
Knew that the stars were right
That if you are the first to go
You'll leave a sign to let me know
Tell me so

Please, carry the Lantern lights

You crossed the sea of night
Free from the spell of fright
Your cloak it is a spirit shroud
You'll wake me in my sleeping hours
Like a cloud

So, please, carry the Lantern high

Me, in my sorry plight
You waiting every night
My face it turns a deathly pale
You're talking to me, through your veil
I hear you wail

So, please carry the Lantern light

The servants sleep
The door's are barred
You hear the stopping of my heart-we never part

So, please carry the Lantern high