Down is your cellar You're gettin' into makin' poison You slipped some on the side into my glass of wine And I don't want any coffee [Incomprehensible
It's been such a long week So much crying I no longer see a future I've been told when I get older That I'll understand it all But I'm not sure if I want
You stood in the Bell Tower But now you're gone So who knows all the sights Of Notre Dame? They've got the stars for the gallant hearts I'm the replacement
In the warm room Her perfume reaches you Eventually, you'll fall for her Down you'll go To where the mellow wallows In the warm room She'll touch you
with my shepherd who'll bring me home Oh England My Lionheart Oh England My Lionheart Oh England My Lionheart Oh England My Lionheart Oh England My Lionheart
Spent a lot of my time looking at blue The colour of my room and my mood Blue on the walls, blue out of my mouth The sort of blue between clouds when
Driving back in her car Watching the wipers Squashing the leaves away Suddenly there in the road Is your old self Trying to get out of the rain I am
Kashka from Baghdad Lives in sin, they say With another man But no one knows who Old friends never call there Some wonder if life's Inside at all If
the names now. Are all Lionhearts put in parks, apart?" Lionhearts in the asylums, Lionhearts tossed at sea, Lionhearts who've lived their lives, like Arthur. Lionhearts in cathedrals, Lionhearts at mournings, Lionhearts
Lionheart, Oh! England, my Lionheart, Oh! England, my Lionheart, I don't want to go. Oh! England, my Lionheart, Oh! England, my Lionheart, Oh! England, my Lionheart
ترجمة: كيت بوش. Oh England My Lionheart.
ترجمة: كيت بوش. أين هي Lionhearts.
Down in the cellar You're getting into making poison. You slipped some on the side, Into my glass of wine, And I don't want any coffee--homeground
Driving back in her car. Watching the wipers Squashing the leaves away. Suddenly there in the road Is your old self, Trying to get out of the rain
You stood in the belltower, But now you're gone. So who knows all the sights Of Notre Dame? They've got the stars for the gallant hearts. I'm the