Cloud Dancing - The Roches

Every morning I get up

Beautiful as the Goddess

Of Love in Enchanted Mountain

Every night I go to bed

Seductive as Yang Kuei-fei

The imperial concubine

My slender waist and thighs

Are exhausted and weak

From a night of cloud dancing

But my eyes are still lewd

And my cheeks are flushed

My old wet nurse combs

My cloud-like hair

My lover, fragrant as incense

Adjusts my jade hairpins, and

Drags on my silk stockings

Over my feet and legs

Perfumed with orchids;

And once again we fall over

Overwhelmed with passion