Virgin Prunes - Pagan Lovesong

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Pagan Lovesong
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IiE-qxqkNLM

Heathen a pagan
No sun shines for me
Savage but gentle
The animal within
And I see it now

I had a weird dream
Watch but don’t touch
I had a weird dream
I’m taking it away

“Put it in a bag, hide it in a tree”

I want to steal your heart, your heart
With these eyes I cannot see
And this cold heart never bleeds, never

Sweet smell this poison, the colour you bring
Tongue swollen venoms, to touch... to love
I want to steal your heart
I want to eat your heart
I reach for the sky but never can touch

It seems so easy, easy to me
Still I cannot, will not take this thing
Hearsay, this heresy
A victim to sin
Eternal the torment, the answer lies within
I had a weird dream watch but don’t touch
I had a weird dream I’m taking it away
“The love you give is the love you get...”

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Canção de Amor Pagã

Bárbaro um pagão
Nenhum sol brilha pra mim
Selvagem mas gentil
O animal de dentro
E eu vejo isso agora

Eu tive um sonho estranho
Observe mas não toque
Eu tive um sonho estranho
Estou levando-o embora

"Ponha isso numa bolsa, esconda numa árvore"

Eu quero furtar seu coração, seu coração
Com estes olhos não posso ver
E este coração frio nunca sangra, nunca

Cheiro doce desse veneno, a cor que você traz
Venenos que incham a língua, tocar... amar
Eu quero furtar seu coração
Eu quero comer seu coração
Tento pegar o céu mas nunca consigo tocar

Parece tão fácil, fácil pra mim
Ainda não consigo, não pegarei essa coisa
Boato, esta heresia
Uma vítima para o pecado
Eterno o tormento, a resposta encontra-se adentro
Eu tive um sonho estranho, observe mas não toque
Eu tive um sonho estranho, estou levando-o embora
"O amor que você dá é o amor que você recebe..."

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