Текст песни Safe from Harm - Maria Doyle Kennedy

Don't talk to me of pleasing
Of give and receiving
Is it to much to ask
And you're feeling like the lucky son
Maybe you are the one
Would it be to much to ask

Safe warm safe
Safe from harm

And you think you have my making
The give and the taking
And the falling from grace
My mother wore a lucky charm
To keep me safe from harm
Somewhere it was lost

Safe warm safe
Safe from harm

A lucky son