Nothing Like the Sun
2024-05-18
Créé par BlindBoyGrunt avec Udio AI
Lyrics
[Verse] My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun ; Coral is far more red than her lips' red ; If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun ; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. [Verse] I have seen roses damasked, red and white, But no such roses see I in her cheeks; And in some perfumes is there more delight Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. [Bridge] I love to hear her speak, yet well I know That music hath a far more pleasing sound; I grant I never saw a goddess go... [Verse] My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground. And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare As any she belied with false compare. [Chorus] My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun...
