Tales of Brave Ulysses
Cream Lyrics


You thought the leaden winter
Would bring you down forever
But you rode upon a steamer
To the violence of the sun

And the colors of the sea
Blind your eyes with trembling mermaids
And you touch the distant beaches
With tales of brave Ulysses
How his naked ears were tortured
By the sirens sweetly singing
For the sparkling waves are calling you
To touch their white laced lips

And you see a girl?s brown body
Dancing through the turquoise
And her footprints make you follow
Where the sky loves the sea

And when your fingers find her
She drowns you in her body
Carving deep blue ripples
In the tissues of your mind

The tiny purple fishes
Run laughing through your fingers
And you want to take her with you
To the hard land of the winter

Her name is Aphrodite
And she rides a crimson shell
You know you cannot leave her
For you touched the distant sands

With tales of brave Ulysses
How his naked ears were tortured
By the sirens sweetly singing
Yeah

The tiny purple fishes
Run laughing through your fingers
You want to take her with you
To the hard land of the winter

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Written by: ERIC PATRICK CLAPTON, MARTIN SHARP

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John Connard

You thought the leaden winter
Would bring you down forever,
But you rode upon a steamer
To the violence of the sun.

And the colours of the sea
Bind your eyes with trembling mermaids,
And you touch the distant beaches
With tales of brave Ulysses,
How his naked ears were tortured
By the sirens sweetly singing,
For the sparkling waves are calling
You to kiss their white laced lips.

And you see a girl's brown body
Dancing through the turquoise,
And her footprints make you follow
Where the sky loves the sea.
And when your fingers find her,
He drowns you in her body,
Carving deep blue ripples
In the tissues of your mind.

The tiny purple fishes
Run laughing through your fingers,
And you want to take her with you
To the hard land of the winter.

Her name is Aphrodite
And she rides a crimson shell,
And you know you cannot leave her
For you touched the distant sands
With tales of brave Ulysses,
How his naked ears were tortured
By the sirens sweetly singing.

The tiny purple fishes
Run lauging through your fingers,
And you want to take her with you
To the hard land of the winter.



All comments from YouTube:

John Connard

You thought the leaden winter
Would bring you down forever,
But you rode upon a steamer
To the violence of the sun.

And the colours of the sea
Bind your eyes with trembling mermaids,
And you touch the distant beaches
With tales of brave Ulysses,
How his naked ears were tortured
By the sirens sweetly singing,
For the sparkling waves are calling
You to kiss their white laced lips.

And you see a girl's brown body
Dancing through the turquoise,
And her footprints make you follow
Where the sky loves the sea.
And when your fingers find her,
He drowns you in her body,
Carving deep blue ripples
In the tissues of your mind.

The tiny purple fishes
Run laughing through your fingers,
And you want to take her with you
To the hard land of the winter.

Her name is Aphrodite
And she rides a crimson shell,
And you know you cannot leave her
For you touched the distant sands
With tales of brave Ulysses,
How his naked ears were tortured
By the sirens sweetly singing.

The tiny purple fishes
Run lauging through your fingers,
And you want to take her with you
To the hard land of the winter.

David Whitney

Thanks for the lyrics- never actually read them before although always loved this song, but always thought Ginger was singing not "leaden winter" but that the "LATIN winter" would bring you down forever, which kind of fits into the theme of this masterpiece - been to Italy, been to Greece- there are regions, mainly north and in the mountains, where you can freeze your ass off in winter...

Wighen 'Sakgr

I love these comments. Very helpful. Thanks a lot.

William Shaw

Hell yea 🤙

wellDankGod

Fuck this is some good acid

Martin Warford

Sounds like Lennon could've wrote this.

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Gustavo De la Camara Montes

For me, the best song of Cream. I'm sorry for Sunshine of your Love. Tales of Brave Ulysses is the perfect combination between great music, and Deep psychedelic poetry.

Xanax the pill

smokin one listening to this is awsome

Eric Riffel

This is a better song musically, but Anyone For Tennis is its equal in the psychedelic poetry category.

Robert Brown

I'm black and my favorite is Tales of the Great Ulysses. That mean azz bass just redirecting traffic baby!. I would like to see about 12 sexy women of all nationalities to dance to that track and make a video.

"As she drowns you in her body" 💓

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