Through the warmthest cord of care
Your love was sent to me
I'm not sure what to do with it
Or where to put it
I'm so close to tear
And so close to
Simply calling you up
And simply suggesting
We go to that hidden place...
Now, I have been slightly shy
But I can smell a pinch of hope
To almost have allowed once fingers
To stroke
The fingers I was given to touch with
But careful careful
There lies my passion hidden
there lies my love
I'll hide it under a blanket
Lull it to sleep
I'll keep it in a hidden place...
He's the beautifullest, fragilest, still strong
Dark and divine
And the littleness of his movements
Hides himself
He invents a charm that makes him invisible
Hides in the hair
Can I hide there too?
Hide in the hair of him
Seek solace
Sanctuary
Who would have known that a boy like him
Would have entered me lightly restoring my blisses
Who would have known that a boy like him
after sharing my core would stay going nowhere
Who would have known a beauty this immense
Who would have known a saintly trance
Who would have known: miraculous breath
inhales a beard loaded with courage
Who would have known that a boy like him
possessed of magical sensitivity
Would approach a girl like me who carresses
cradles his head in a bosom
He slides inside
Half awake half asleep
We faint back into sleephood
When I wake up the second time in his arms
gorgeousness: he's still inside me!!!!
...?...Who would have known...?...
A train of pearls, cabin by cabin is shot precisely across an ocean
From a mouth... from a mouth...
from a mouth of a girl like me to a boy... to a boy... to a boy
She touched my arm and smiled
One of these days soon
Very soon
Love you til then love you til then
Feel my breath on your neck
And your heart will race
Don't say no to me
You can't say no to me
I won't see you denied
I'm sorry you saw that
I'm sorry he did it
An echo
A stain...
A stain...
I will wade out till my thighs
Are steeped in burning flowers
I will take the sun in my mouth
And leap into the ripe air alive
With closed eyes
To dash against darkness
In the sleeping curves of my body
I shall enter fingers of smooth mastery
With chasteness of seagulls
Will I complete the mystery of my flesh
I have a recurrent dream
Every time I lose my voice
I swallow little glowing lights
My mother and son baked for me
During the night
They do a trapeze walk
Until they're in the sky
Right above my bed
While I'm asleep
My mother and son pour into me
Warm glowing oil
Into my wide open throat
I have a recurrent dream
Every time i feel a hoarseness
I swallow warm glowing lights
My mother and son baked for me
They make me feel better
They make me feel better
We have a recurrent dream
Everytime we lose our voices
We dream we swallow little lights
Our mother and sons bake for us
During the night
They do a little trapeze walk
Until they're in the sky
Right above our heads
While we're asleep
Our mothers and sons pour into us
Warm glowing oil
Into our wide open throats
If there's a troubador washing
It is he
If there's a man about town
It is he
If there's one to be sought
It is he
If there are nine shes
They are bought for me
This way is as is she
And he placed her unclothed longlegged
On top of the family tree
And if he has chosen the point while she is under him
Then leave her coily placed crouched sucking him
For it is I
With her on knee
I leave her without pith or feel
And leave her be
Leave her be for he controls what there'll be
He makes his face known to none
For if he is seen then all will
And all will know
Know me
Björk
