[00:00.48]For hands of gold are always cold
[00:07.17]But a woman's hands are warm
[00:18.32]He rode through the streets of the city
[00:23.05]Down from his hill on high
[00:28.43]O'er the winds and the steps and the cobbles
[00:33.46]He rode to a woman's sigh
[00:38.98]For she was his secrte treasure
[00:44.21]She was his shame and his bliss
[00:48.23]And a chain and a keep are nothing
[00:53.10]Compared to a woman's kiss
[00:58.68]For hands of gold are always cold
[01:02.25]But a woman's hands are warm
[01:13.21]still in a way in the darkness
[01:17.58]through the yards walk up and down
[01:23.36]no five kings no war no last brother
[01:28.08]with her scares were gone
[01:33.87]For she was his greatest pleasure
[01:38.74]She was his shame and his pride
[01:43.27]And a view from a tower is nothing
[01:48.25]Compared to a woman’s eyes
[01:53.79]For hands of gold are always cold
[01:57.86]But a woman's hands are warm
[02:03.40]For hands of gold are always cold
[02:08.00]But a woman's hands are warm