Su textura es como el sol...

Golden brown texture like sun
Lays me down with my mind she runs
Throughout the night
No need to fight
Never a frown with Golden Brown

Every time just like the last
On her ship tied to the mast
To distant lands
Takes both my hands
Never a frown with Golden Brown

Golden brown finer temptress
Through the ages she's heading
West from far away
Stays for a day
Never a frown with Golden Brown

-Extraido de "Golden Brown" de The Stranglers