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

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