Текст песни Labour of Love (BBC Session) - Dead Can Dance

Forced by necessity
I arrive at your door
These gifts I bring to you
For your benefit alone

In anticipation
Of things to come
A labour
A labour of love

The sacrifice is made
To ensure our prosperity
A small price to pay
For the knowledge that we now own

In anticipation
Of things to come
A labour
A labour of love

So until we meet again
At some fixed point in time
Have faith in our ability
To realise the potential of our dreams

In anticipation
Of things to come
A labour
A labour of love

Origin of my dreams
Destiny so it seems
Origin of my dreams
Destiny so it seems