Текст песни: I Quite Like It When He Sings + перевод

I’m calling for volunteers to climb the mountain

Must have experience of the war

Must be able to write in the journals that I keep

Much better than those who went before

Must have experience of the good times

So we understand just what the bad times are for

Must be armed with fear and firm convictions

Unless your conviction is you’re not entirely sure

I will dedicate a sea to my contradictions

After all the empty years they’ve washed ashore

But what of the overflow?

Warm roads that my debris closed

Scripts late of mothballed shows

Stray hopes left with no way home

I, who must detain them all

When days scrape, I can hear them call

You, as you’d dress for her

The sweet scent that would lead you there

Soft lines only she could know

As you shine in her afterglow

I, who would hold everything

Hold me, I am your broken king

Let go, and I fear the height

That’s why I must climb at night

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