Текст песни Martyn Bates - For Love, Waiting to Die

Summer gone
Sleepy dust
Tired and dark mornings
For love waiting to die

Faded green
Stolen time
Blind and lost seasons
For love waiting to die

Night restless ways
Broken wings
Flowers of sorrow
For love waiting to die

Silent lips
A haunted moon
A rosary breaking
For love waiting to die

I am not choosing to bring this in greeting
I do not choose to lose this life

I will bring tears to there
I will bring rain to there to love
waiting to die
I will bring silence back
I will bring empty hands to love
waiting to die

Murmured echoes
Lulling cries
Velvet night shrouding
For love waiting to die

Escaping ships
Pale horizon lights
Muted evenings
For love waiting to die

Retreating shade
Dreams of running
Eye-tired awakenings
For love waiting to die

Farther places
Tastes of wintering days that erase us
For love waiting to die

I am not choosing to bring this in greeting
I do not choose to lose this life

I will bring tears to there
I will bring rain to there to love
waiting to die
I will bring silence back
I will bring empty hands to love
waiting to die