Из альбома: The Crow, the Owl and the Dove
Don't give me love, don't give me faith.
Wisdom not pride, give innocence instead. Don't give me love, I've had my share. Beauty not rest, give me truth instead. A crow flew to me, kept its distance. Such a proud creation. I saw it's soul, envied it's pride. But needed nothing it had. An owl came to me, old and wise. Pierced right through my youth. I learned its ways, envied it's sense.
But needed nothing it had.
Don't give me love, don't give me faith.
Wisdom not pride, give innocence instead.
Don't give me love, I've had my share. Beauty not rest, give me truth instead. A dove came to me, had no fear. It rested on my arm. I touched its calm, envied its love.
But needed nothing it had.
A swan of white, she came to me. The lake mirrored her beauty sweet. I kissed her neck, adored her grace. But needed nothing she could give.
Got to grieve her, got to wreck it.
Got to grieve her, got to wreck it.
Got to grieve her, got to wreck it.
Got to grieve her, got to wreck it.
Got to grieve her, got to wreck it.
Got to grieve her, got to wreck it.
Don't give me love, don't give me faith.
Wisdom not pride, give innocence instead. Don't give me love, I've had my share. Beauty not rest, give me truth instead.
Don't give me love, don't give me faith.
Wisdom not pride, give innocence instead. Don't give me love, I've had my share. Beauty not rest, give me truth instead.
Don't give me love, don't give me faith.
Wisdom not pride, give innocence instead. Don't give me love, I've had my share. Beauty not rest, give me truth instead.
(Grazie a Sara-Hietala per questo testo)