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

Love a promise made of smoke
In a frozen copse of trees
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 evening I would watch her hold the pillow
Tight against her hollows, unholy child
was still a beggar shaking out my stolen coat
Among the angry cemetery leaves
When they caught the king beneath the borrowed car
Righteous, drunk, and for the royal keys

Love was our father's flag and sewn like a shank
In a cake on our 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
singing something good where all their horses fell
a snake within the wilted garden wall
I'd hint to her every possibility
with his gun, the pagan angel rose to say
\"My love is one made to break every bended knee\"