Текст песни La Petite Mort - Erin McKeown

Estelle, I was your husband
Third in a group of three
Well now, you twice the widowed
I once did see
A wedding bed like no other
For it's turned to a funeral grave
Truth is temperance and happiness warns
Signposts on the road that is paved

When the decent folks dance that two step revival
Denial, deviation, temptation and trial
Estelle, oh Estelle, what you loved you gave away
Jesus says we die a little death for him every day

Dot turned tricks upon the spoons
Played piano with the other hand
You the kid who liked life so much
Look up, it's your wedding band
Well the minister spoke, and the vows we took
At that moment you were mine
A falling took place afterward
An explanation would take more time

When the decent folks dance that two step revival
Denial, deviation, temptation and trial
Estelle, oh Estelle, what you loved you gave away
Now, Jesus says we die a little death for him everyday

Estelle, I took you home that night
My wife above the common-law
Laid it up like we always do
In the hammock of our backyard
Swinging like a rocking horse
Cannonballing down a track
We both found heaven right then
You just chose not to come back

But when the decent folks dance that two step revival
Denial, deviation, temptation and trial
Estelle, oh Estelle, oh Estelle, what you loved you gave away
Jesus says we die a little
Jesus says we die a little
Jesus says we die a little death for him everyday