Plaisir D'amour

Two couples do a slow dance
In a lamplit Gothic Square
Strange wild heart of Barcelona
Night music in night air
By the years the singer's worn
But has a song to sing
Rooted in experience
And into night air let ring

Well I watch, bound to savour
His sweet voice in the night
In Plaça San Felipe Neri
Four dancers, one singer
Lamplight

Fall on your knees
Hear the angels call
Night, oh night divine
Night when you are here

This city was the rose of fire
I gave you the same name
Burnished by your strickened glory
No place for praise or blame
One song that played when you were here
Was his Plaisir d'Amour
But now you're gone this one I sing
It is my Plaisir d'Amour

Let us live, we're bound to savour
The rose and thorns and stem
And bodies burning, hearts hunting
Till still stiff in clay
Lay each of them

Fall on your knees
Hear the angels call
Night, oh night divine
Night when you are here

Catalans dance dressed as devils
And sing in a different square
The drums beat loud, the drums beat strict
Sparks are wild in night air
Dressed red, black, blue and yellow
Devils of Gracia
People watching from the church steps
Balconies, terrasses

Well I watch, bound to savour
The drum beat, dance and song
In Plaça de la Virreina
Tradition burning out
Living on

Fall on your knees
Hear the angels call
Night, oh night divine
Night when you are here

Fall on your knees
Hear the angels call
Night, oh night divine
Night when you are here