Three Sisters Songtext
von The Divine Comedy

This autumn breeze shall strip the trees
And freeze me to the bone
Why must these three sisters tease
Their lonely brother so?

I don′t know, I don't know
Knowledge is a curse
But ignorance is worse, I fear
Would you agree, my dear?

I have watched you grow
From the same seed as my own shall grow
And they will never know


How this autumn breeze shall strip the trees
And freeze me to the bone
Why must these three sisters tease
Their lonely brother so?
I don′t know, I don't know

Pleasure is a sin
And abstinence shall win this day
And that's the way it′s got to stay

Black Parisian lace
Your salvation, my disgrace
My God, where did you go wrong?

But this autumn breeze shall strip the trees
And freeze me to the bone
Why must these three sisters tease
Their lonely brother so?
I don′t know, I don't know

If I can stop my eyes from drifting slowly
Over holy temples of the soul
No self-control
But this winter′s chill is with me still