A keresés eredménye

In Your Tender Hand

In your gentle1 hand, facing me, I look at you
In your gentle hand, you offer a light
I catch fire easily
In your gentle hand, I beg, listen to me
In your gentle hand, a revolver barrel gleaming
 
Cross my heart, I saw liverworts cropping out
Cross my heart, I already saw nature waking up
 
In your tender hand, your gloves on the table
In your tender hand and pictures on the wall in front of you
In your tender hand, you should realise
In your tender hand, a revolver barrel gleaming
 
Cross my heart, I saw liverworts cropping out
Cross my heart, I already saw nature waking up
 
In your gentle hand, your eyes shine
In your gentle hand, you know you stand at the gate
In your gentle hand, your dead bored gaze
In your gentle hand, a revolver barrel gleaming
 
Cross my heart, I saw liverworts cropping out
Cross my heart, I already saw nature waking up
 

• 1. 'õrn' means both gentle and tender