Songtexte Tulip (Undressed) - Jesca Hoop
                                                Ada, 
                                                my 
                                                rarest 
                                                bud 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                desert 
                                                valley
 
                                    
                                
                                                Your 
                                                hair 
                                                of 
                                                fire 
                                                and 
                                                skin 
                                                of 
                                                snow
 
                                    
                                
                                                Have 
                                                coursed 
                                                me 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                heights 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                desert 
                                                mountains
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                search 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                cure 
                                                for 
                                                    a 
                                                rampant 
                                                fever
 
                                    
                                
                                                Your 
                                                beauty's 
                                                power, 
                                                it 
                                                plagues 
                                                me 
                                                now
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                come 
                                                and 
                                                scour 
                                                the 
                                                land 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                desert 
                                                flower
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                beauty 
                                                and 
                                                perfume 
                                                I'd 
                                                stake 
                                                my 
                                                house 
                                                and 
                                                my 
                                                lands
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                gold 
                                                is 
                                                sleeping 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                river 
                                                but 
                                                the 
                                                flower's 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                hand
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                    a 
                                                paler 
                                                leaf 
                                                and 
                                                    a 
                                                broken 
                                                petal, 
                                                I'll 
                                                paint 
                                                the 
                                                king 
                                                and 
                                                queen
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                goldsmith 
                                                with 
                                                my 
                                                flower 
                                                I'll 
                                                buy 
                                                your 
                                                wedding 
                                                ring
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tulip, 
                                                tulip
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                one 
                                                word 
                                                I'd 
                                                a-buy
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oxen, 
                                                sheep 
                                                and 
                                                wheat 
                                                and 
                                                rye
 
                                    
                                
                                                Land 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                north 
                                                seaside
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tulip, 
                                                tulip
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                one 
                                                word 
                                                I'd 
                                                a-buy
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                finest 
                                                dresses 
                                                man 
                                                can 
                                                buy
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    a 
                                                pearl 
                                                for 
                                                to 
                                                pay 
                                                my 
                                                bride
 
                                    
                                
                                                Then 
                                                with 
                                                my 
                                                rarest 
                                                bowl 
                                                to 
                                                her 
                                                father's 
                                                garden
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                gold 
                                                for 
                                                lamb 
                                                or 
                                                wool 
                                                for 
                                                clam 
                                                    I 
                                                gave 
                                                that 
                                                man 
                                                    a 
                                                bowl 
                                                for 
                                                his 
                                                daughter 
                                                Ada
 
                                    
                                
                                                Your 
                                                heart 
                                                is 
                                                mine 
                                                and 
                                                it's 
                                                mine 
                                                forever
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                she 
                                                replied, 
                                                "my 
                                                fate 
                                                that 
                                                lies 
                                                on 
                                                yon 
                                                horizon's 
                                                tethered 
                                                me 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                sky"
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                match 
                                                arranged, 
                                                and 
                                                vows 
                                                exchanged 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                dove 
                                                flew 
                                                away
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                bells 
                                                spilled 
                                                out 
                                                the 
                                                hollow 
                                                canyon 
                                                on 
                                                our 
                                                wedding 
                                                day
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                me 
                                                she 
                                                gave 
                                                her 
                                                hand 
                                                and 
                                                to 
                                                death 
                                                do 
                                                us 
                                                part
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                the 
                                                bird 
                                                will 
                                                nest 
                                                with 
                                                one 
                                                that 
                                                she 
                                                has 
                                                promised 
                                                her 
                                                heart
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tulip, 
                                                tulip
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                one 
                                                word 
                                                I'd 
                                                a-buy
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                bed 
                                                from 
                                                which 
                                                our 
                                                sons 
                                                will 
                                                rise
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                window 
                                                where 
                                                she 
                                                cries
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tulip, 
                                                tulip
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                one 
                                                word 
                                                I'd 
                                                a-buy
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                net 
                                                to 
                                                catch 
                                                the 
                                                birds 
                                                that 
                                                fly 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                window 
                                                where 
                                                she 
                                                cries
 
                                    
                                
                                                He 
                                                reaches 
                                                out 
                                                and 
                                                    I 
                                                withdraw
 
                                    
                                
                                                Spilling 
                                                the 
                                                flowering 
                                                bribes 
                                                from 
                                                his 
                                                paw
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                broken 
                                                petals 
                                                climbing 
                                                the 
                                                walls
 
                                    
                                
                                                Stealing 
                                                my 
                                                oxygen, 
                                                no 
                                                air 
                                                at 
                                                all
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                the 
                                                bed 
                                                    I 
                                                hear 
                                                him 
                                                call
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                    I 
                                                answer 
                                                cooing 
                                                when 
                                                the 
                                                night 
                                                falls
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                cotton 
                                                sword 
                                                is 
                                                storming 
                                                the 
                                                hall
 
                                    
                                
                                                Cutting 
                                                my 
                                                vision 
                                                to 
                                                no 
                                                sight 
                                                at 
                                                all
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                tied 
                                                the 
                                                tulip 
                                                around 
                                                her 
                                                neck
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                    a 
                                                red 
                                                lead 
                                                sinker
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                blindfold 
                                                and 
                                                spin 
                                                around
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                round 
                                                and 
                                                round
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                the 
                                                banks 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                river 
                                                and 
                                                then 
                                                walk
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                true 
                                                love 
                                                into 
                                                the 
                                                rushing 
                                                water
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                by 
                                                her 
                                                long 
                                                hair, 
                                                bleeding 
                                                red
 
                                    
                                
                                                Hair-pulled 
                                                my 
                                                love 
                                                there 
                                                under 
                                                until 
                                                she 
                                                drown
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                beauty 
                                                and 
                                                perfume 
                                                I'd 
                                                stake 
                                                my 
                                                house 
                                                and 
                                                my 
                                                lands
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                love 
                                                is 
                                                sleeping 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                river 
                                                but 
                                                the 
                                                flower's 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                hand
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                    a 
                                                paler 
                                                leaf 
                                                and 
                                                    a 
                                                broken 
                                                petal
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'll 
                                                keep 
                                                her 
                                                all 
                                                to 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                river 
                                                with 
                                                my 
                                                flower
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'll 
                                                hear 
                                                my 
                                                true 
                                                love 
                                                sing
 
                                    
                                
                                                Your 
                                                water 
                                                is 
                                                still 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                friend
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ready 
                                                to 
                                                drown
 
                                    
                                
                                                Water, 
                                                water 
                                                oh 
                                                water 
                                                my 
                                                kin
 
                                    
                                
                                                Carry 
                                                me 
                                                out
 
                                    
                                
                                                This 
                                                Eine 
                                                river 
                                                is 
                                                mercy 
                                                at 
                                                last
 
                                    
                                
                                                Die 
                                                as 
                                                she 
                                                laughs 
                                                for
 
                                    
                                
                                                He's 
                                                waiting 
                                                with 
                                                    a 
                                                dove's 
                                                nest
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                true 
                                                love
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tulip, 
                                                tulip
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                one 
                                                word 
                                                I'd 
                                                a-buy
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                veil 
                                                that 
                                                parted 
                                                o'er 
                                                my 
                                                bride
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                breath 
                                                as 
                                                my 
                                                true 
                                                love 
                                                died
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tulip, 
                                                tulip
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                one 
                                                word 
                                                I'd 
                                                a-buy
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                veil 
                                                that 
                                                parted 
                                                o'er 
                                                my 
                                                bride
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                blue 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                bluest 
                                                eye
 
                                    
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