Song Description
Man kneels beside the grave of his lover and speaks of the need to kiss him one last time. His lover responds and they reflect on their needs from each side of life and death.
| Song Length |
5:41 |
Genre |
World - Celtic, World - World Beat |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Mixed Vocals |
| Mood |
Moving, Poignant |
Subject |
Numbness, Madly In Love |
| Similar Artists |
Dead Can Dance |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Cold blows the wind o?er my true love
Cold blow the drops of rain
I never had but one true love and in Scotland he was slain
I?d do as much for my true love as any young man may
I?d sit and weep down by his grave for twelve months and one day
But when twelve months were come and gone
This young man he arose
What makes you weep down by my grave
I can?t take my repose
One kiss one kiss of your lily white lips
One kiss is all I crave
One kiss one kiss of your lily white lips and return back to your grave
My lips they are as cold as my clay
My breath is heavy and strong
If thou was to kiss my lily white lips thy days would not be long
Don?t you remember the garden grove where we was used to walk Pluck the finest flower of them all twill wither to a stalk
Go fetch me a nut from a dungeon deep and water from a stone And white milk from a maiden?s breast that babe bare never known Go dig me a grave both long wide and deep
As quickly as you may
And I will lie down in it and take one sleep
For twelve months and one day