Paroles de Moth
Murmansk
The more you're humming
The more drift
Into hidden places.
They don't exist.
You own my whisper,
But never need it
To give you a meaning.
How could you
Put your weight on me
And still come to
Be this dear?
You sit on my hair.
My head fell down now.
You might as well
Come lay your babies
In my ear.
And after hatching
When they'll need me
I will feed them.
How could you.
You sit on my hair.
[Intermediate part]
Come put your mark on
My friendly kisses
And I'll deliver.
You sit on my hair.
How could you
Come to be this dear.
InterprèteMurmansk
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