Текст песни Sinead Oconnor - Three Babies
Sinead Oconnor - Three Babies слова песни
Each of theseMy three babiesI will carry with meFor myselfI ask noone else will beMother to these threeAnd of courseI`m like a wild horseBut there`s no other way I could beWater + feedAre not tods that I needFor the thing that I`ve chosen to beIn my soulMy blood + my bonesI have rapped your cold bodies around meThe face on youThe smell of youWill always be with meEach of theseMy three babiesI was not willing to leaveThought I triedI blasphemed + deniedI know they will be returned to meEach of theseMy babiesHave brought you closer to meNo longer made like a horseI`m still wild but not lostFrom the thing I`ve chosen to beAnd it`s `cos you`ve thrilled meSilended meStilled meProved things I never believedThe face on youThe smell of youWill allways be with me(repeat this verse)