Текст песни Thousand Maps - Broken English

Broken English

She takes you crawling, lost and hungry, and lets you stay the night
She lets you read every inch of her, and make sense of her rhymes
You study the creases, the longing in every line

And you’ll never know the answers or the meaning and
She pulls you close, revealing she’ll never let you go, go
She feeds you fresh fruit, and expensive Georgian wine
You treasure the good days, cause you know the end’s in sight

And in years from now, although the outlines will be rough
Her image clear, will press against you just enough
Between the streets you walked, the snowfall from above
Something will hold you, and you won’t know what it was

She takes you walking by the arm and teaches things you never knew
She talks of fight and revolution, but there’s romance at the root
She wades through fire and empire, and sings the sweetest tune

And you’ll never know the answers or the meaning
She opens up, revealing she’ll never let you go, go
She whispers broken English, you’re reaching for her dress
And dulls all your senses, and you cry for all you left

And in years from now, although the outlines will be rough
Her image clear, will press against you just enough
Between the streets you walked, the snowfall from above
Something will hold you, and you won't know what it was