Текст песни A Prayer - The Bloody Beetroots feat. Penny Rimbaud

Oh borrow my tiredness
Young girl, young boy
And wrap it in your hair
Like garlands
Take it as a kiss
And feel it
Upon your lips
Oh borrow these aches
Young girl, young boy
And make them into the spring of your lithe bodies
The laughter of heart
And a chuckle of the soul
We who are the children
Eternal and free
The unborn, beyond false grace
Who turn their back on immortality
Beyond the burnt offerings of time and space
(Space)
Take my poetry
Take my soul
That we might be as one
Beyond division
Beyond all pain
That to heavenly heights
We might fly
(Fly)
Again
(Again)
Then share my joy
Young girl, young boy
And we will sing a love supreme
That we might dance the dance of life
And feel a promise of our dreams
And feel a promise of our dreams