It was just before the moon hung Her weary heavy head in the gallows and the graves of the milky milky cradle His tears have turned to poppies A shimmer
It was Cinco de Mayo Pillow case on his head No more breathing time An ambulance sped Sped 'round every corner Calling out his name Shot a rabbit from
on his face It hurt me when When we fell onto each other's faces Dawn retraces heart ached patterns across grey oceans Windows brighten up the room
译文: CocoRosie. 灰色海洋.
: I love you I cried on your mother's shoulder Like a broken hearted soldier She knew and I knew What all the tears were for Weary exhausted flames
: They call her smokey taboo I got your name tattooed High like a helium balloon Midnight to noon I'm a desert child And mountains make me nauseous
: I caught a glimpse out the window A Polish graveyard filled with widows I coddle a bottle of warm beer I see a pool of liquid tears Glimmering so sweet
: u ne la nv i u me tsi i go ga gv he i hna quo tso sv wi yu lo se i ga gu yv ho nv Under what spell the guiding light Betook the undertaker Under whose
stubble on his face It hurt me when When we fell onto each other's faces Dawn retraces heart ached patterns across grey oceans Windows brighten up the
: It was just before the moon hung Her weary heavy head in The gallows and the graves of The milky milky cradle His tears have turned to poppies A shimmer
for motion Upward angels last devotion One by one escort us home To leave the elementals free to roam To bathe in the last of ocean's foam To beach comb
and your thighs. If Jesus was a girl, you think I'd still be your man? Them mermaids didn't have no tails. You would be torn in ocean swells. Glittering
: It was Cinco de Mayo Pillow case on his head No more breathing time The ambulance sped Sped 'round every corner Calling out his name Shot a rabbit
: "I got a hopscotch tear drop ready to drop" If the sun decides to rise Without its colors in your eyes It matters not a heart of mine Prefers the
: The world rose in the night And prayed People kissed, kissed and hugged one last time Saying what have we done for two thousand years The end it has
: In her mourning In her grave Don't you miss the way That she brushed her heavy hair Oh la la la la la Acid burned face clowny tear smile She's the
It was just before the moon hung Her weary heavy head in The gallows and the graves of The milky milky cradle His tears have turned to poppies A shimmer
