If you bless me,
I’ll take a sword
With Holy Writ
And godly words.
Your tender kiss
Relieves my way.
A life is short.
It’s like a lay.
If you bless me,
I’ll not come back…
You’ll never find
My lonesome track.
(2008)
Original language: English
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