From the silence, from the night comes a distant lullaby. Cry--remember that first cry, Your brother standing by. And lot of loved-- beloved sons of mine
I love you, my hard Englishman Your rage is like a fist in my womb Can't you forgive what you think I've done And love me? I'm your woman And I desire
I'd a terrible broken heart I'd a terrible broken heart I'd a terrible broken heart I'd a terrible broken heart You were born the day my mother was buried
I'd a terrible broken heart I'd a terrible broken heart I'd a terrible broken heartI'd a terrible broken heart You were born on the day my mother was
I love you my hard englishman Your rage is like a fist in my womb Can't you forgive what you think I've done And love me - I'm your woman And I desire
I'd a terrible broken heart I'd a terrible broken heart I'd a terrible broken heart I'd a terrible broken heart You were born on the day my mother was
Traducción: Sinead O'Connor. Esta é uma canção Rebelde.
Traducción: Sinead O'Connor. Canção Grief minúscula.
Traducción: Sinead O'Connor. Canção de ninar.
Traducción: Sinead O'Connor. Esta é uma canção Rebelde (Versão irlandês).
: (H. Axton) I am less than the song I am singing I am more than I thought I could be Spent some time as a child in day dreaming As a young one I sailed
(H. Axton) I am less than the song I am singing I am more than I thought I could be Spent some time as a child in day dreaming As a young one I sailed