Học Tiếng Anh Qua Bài Hát Có Phụ Đề: Pagan Angel And A Borrowed Car

Love was a promise made of smoke
In a frozen copse of
A bone cold and older than our bodies
Slowly floating in the sea
Every morning there were
The shiny blades of pagan angels in our father's sky
Every I would watch her hold the pillow
Tight against her hollows, her unholy child
I was a beggar shaking out my stolen coat
Among the angry cemetery leaves
When they caught king beneath the borrowed car
Righteous, drunk, and fumbling for the royal keys

Love was our father's flag and sewn like a shank
a cake on our leather boots
A beautiful feather floating down
To where the birds had shit our empty chapel pews
Every morning we found more machine
To mock our waning patience at the well
Every evening she'd descend the mountain stealing socks
And singing something good where all their horses fell
Like a snake within wilted garden wall
I'd hint to her every possibility
While with his gun, the pagan angel rose to say
\"My love is one made to every bended knee\"