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 were planes
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 still a beggar out my stolen coat
Among the angry cemetery leaves
When 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
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 one machine
To mock our ever waning patience at the well
Every evening she'd descend the mountain stealing socks
And something good where all their fell
Like a snake within the wilted garden wall
I'd hint to her every possibility
While with gun, the pagan angel rose to say
\"My love is one made to break every bended knee\"