Besedila: King Crimson. Lizard. Lady of The Dancing Water.

Grass in your hair, stretched like a lion in the sun
Restlessly turned, moistened your mouth with your tongue
Pouring my wine, your eyes caged mine glowing
Touching your face, my fingers strayed knowing
I called you lady of the dancing water

Oh, lovely lady of the dancing water

Blown autumn leaves shed to the fire where you laid me
Burn slow to ash just as my days now seem to be
I feel you still always your eyes glowing
Remembered hours salt, earth and flowers flowing
Farewell my lady of the dancing water