Witch-Hunt - I Lay Stretched On Your Grave/Morning Dew | Текст песни

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• I Lay Stretched On Your Grave/Morning Dew

I lay stretched on your grave and I'll lie there forever,
With your arms held in mine, I am sure they would not sever,
My apple tree, my brightness, in time we will together,
For I smell of the earth and am worn by the weather.

When my family thinks that I'm safe in my bed,
From night until morning I am stretched at your head.
Calling out to the earth with tears hot and wild,
My grief for the girl that I loved as a child.

The priests and the friars approach me in dread,
Because I still love you, I'm alive and you're dead.
I still would be your shelter, through rain and through storm
While you lay in the cold ground I will not keep warm.

So I'm stretched at your grave and will lie there forever,
If your arms held in mine, I am sure they would not sever,
My apple tree, my brightness in time we will together,
For I smell of the earth and am worn by the weather.