Prelude to April - Yngwie Malmsteen

She takes my breath away.

My lady in red.

And I know the game she plays.

Always lining the red.

She’s got curves.

To make a grown man cry.

She blows my mind.

I will make her mine.

I will never cease.

She’s a beauty and a beast.

Oh lord she looks so fine.

My one and only queen.

And I love the way she shines.

My mean machine.

Wind in my hair.

We’ll fly without a care.

It’s liquid speed.

This royal steed will never cease.

She’s a beauty and a beast.

She’s got curves.

To make a grown man cry.

She blows my mind.

I will make her mine.

I will never cease.

She’s a beauty and a beast.

And now she is unleashed.

This metal horse.

We’re burning down the street.

A true tour de force.

She’s got curves.

To make a grown man cry.

She blows my mind.

I will make her mine.

I will never cease.

She’s a beauty and a beast