Florence + The Machine — Bedroom Hymns tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Bedroom Hymns", wykonawca: Florence + The Machine.
Tekst piosenki
This is as good a place to fall as any
We’ll build our altar here
Make me your Maria
I’m already on my knees
You had Jesus on your breath
And I caught him in mine
Sweating our confessions
The undone and the divine
'Cause this is his body
This is his love
Such selfish prayers
And I can’t get enough
Oh, woah, woah, oh Oh, whoa, whoa, yeah
Spilled milk tears,
I did this for you
Spilling over the idol
The black and the blue
The sweetest submission
Drinking it in The wine, the women, the bedroom hymns
'Cause this is his body
This is his love
Such selfish prayers and I can’t get enough
Oh, woah, woah, oh Whoa, whoa, yeah
I can’t get enough
I’m not here looking for absolution
Because I found myself an old solution
I’m not here looking for absolution
Because I found myself an old solution
This is his body
This is his love
Such selfish prayers, I can’t get enough
This is his body
This is his love
Such selfish prayers, I can’t get enough
Whoa, whoa, yeah
I can’t get enough
Whoa, whoa, yeah
I can’t get enough
Whoa, whoa, yeah
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
To jest dobre miejsce do upadku jak każde inne.
Zbudujemy tu nasz ołtarz.
Make me your Maria
I ' m already on my knees
Miałeś Jezusa w swoim oddechu.
A ja złapałem go w swoim.
Sweeting our confessions
The undone and The divine
'Cause this is his body
To jego miłość.
Takie samolubne modlitwy
And I can ' t get enough
Oh, woah, woah, oh Oh, whoa, whoa, yeah
Rozlane mleczne łzy,
Zrobiłem to dla Ciebie.
Spilling over the idol
The black and The blue
The sweetest submission
Picie w winie, kobiety, hymny w sypialni
'Cause this is his body
To jego miłość.
Takie samolubne modlitwy i nie mam dość
Oh, woah, woah, oh Whoa, whoa, yeah
I can ' t get enough
Nie szukam rozgrzeszenia.
Bo znalazłem stare rozwiązanie.
Nie szukam rozgrzeszenia.
Bo znalazłem stare rozwiązanie.
To jego ciało.
To jego miłość.
Takie samolubne modlitwy, nie mam dość
To jego ciało.
To jego miłość.
Takie samolubne modlitwy, nie mam dość
Whoa, whoa, yeah
I can ' t get enough
Whoa, whoa, yeah
I can ' t get enough
Whoa, whoa, yeah