Sicpence Non The Richer — текст песни (Kiss Me)

Kiss me out of the bearded barley.Lightly, beside the green, green grass.Swing, swing, swing the spinning step.You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress.CHORUSOh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight.Lead me out on the moonlit floor.Lift your open hand.Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance,silver moon`s sparkling.So kiss me.Kiss me down by the broken tree house.Swing me high upon its hanging tire.Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat.We`ll take the trail marked on your father`s map.REPEAT CHORUS 2x
Lord, grant me the serenity to accept the things I can not change, the courage
to change the things I can, and the wisdom to hide the bodies of those I had to
kill because they pissed me off.