Traducir a
I've born in a flower
Which turns around at burials
With red eyes
In other's flap
I've born in a flower
With a wound on back
And I've gone up mountains
And gone down battlements
I wish you'd keep that smell
I've born in a flower
With a wound on back
The mountain doesn't mind
Another climber's feat
Scythe really cares a bit
About the undertaker's look
If you crack in the end
If you crack in the end
You've born in a flower
With festival promises
Of long Sunday
And eternal spring
You've born in a flower
With ready set keys
And you've shut kings' mouths
And laid queens down
I wish I had that honour
You've born in a flower
Of a doorless garden
The mountain doesn't mind
Another climber's feat
Scythe really cares a bit
About the undertaker's look
The mountain doesn't mind
Another climber's feat
If you crack in the end
If you crack in the end
If in the end
Uh, uh, uh
If in the end
Uh, uh, uh
If in the end
Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh
