I had with you tonight my dove Should the world push and shove Don't beg for mercy from my love, oh But if, if any man That comes after me If any man
Honey, it's all around you the things that you're drawn to is what you've become Money, is that what you wanted your paper is haunted inside your hands
, they say, mercy Mercy I'm waiting for the sun to shine Mercy I'm waiting for the sun to shine Mercy I'm waiting for the sun to shine Mercy I'm waiting
And I like the way it feels To burn my soul into my heels And I don't want to go home And I don't hide the scars I have They no longer make me sad And
Born in this world I know High pitched white boy learning slow I trust you to kill me Ask for nothing, nothing in return Catch a fire, watch it burn
And how's your legs? Do you use them to walk All over me? How's your head? Does it rise and fall Intuitively? Smoke and pills and wine Are waiting here
Yeah, like a name soon forget Ashes from your cigarette Like a knife, they come and go They go slow, slow, slow, slow, slow, slow You don't recall what
Your eyes They complete the sentence They're finishing the painting Staring at me now And your heart It covers the country And disarms our money It's
Lilja, I see your eyes They are big as Northern skies If I could afford pearls and jewels I would give them to you Lilja, I touch your hair It is wavy
Did I let you down? Did I let you down? 'Cause I want you to be Open pages to me Did I let you down? Did I let you down? 'Cause I want you to be Open
The father can give you his words But words are just symbols for things And after he's gone That's when you learn to sing A mother can give you her breast
Bản dịch: Rocco Deluca & The Burden. Mercy.
Honey, it's all around you The things that you're drawn to Is what you've become Money, is that what you wanted Your paper is haunted Inside your hands
Lilja, I see your eyes ... northern skies. If I could afford bells ? and jewels, I would give them to you. Lilja, I touch your hair it is wavy, long
songs They say mercy Mercy I'm waiting for the sun to shine Mercy I'm waiting for the sun to shine Mercy I'm waiting for the sun to shine Mercy I'm waiting
How's your legs Do you use them to walk On over me. How's your head, my love Does it rise and fall Into ... Smoke and pills and wine Are waiting here
A father can give you his words But words are just symbols for things. And after he's gone That's when you learn to sing. A mother can give you her
I like the way it feels, To burn my soul into my heels, And I don't want to go home. I don't mind the scars I have, They no longer make me sad, And
