The warm, open wind on my skin Primordial, a plants glazed at me With moisture directed at me, erupts My hair fossilised with salt and crust (Crust)
Allow, allow, allow Allow you to grow (Allow) Allow, allow, allow, allow Allow, allow, allow, allow me (You to grow, you to grow) Me to grow (Me to grow, grow, grow)
Allow, allow To grow
I look up at the treetops I will braid those twigs together Create a cathedral ceiling above me How I long to float at midair Between the branches amongst impossible magic
Allow, allow, allow Allow you (Allow, allow, allow) Allow, allow, allow it to happen (Allow, allow you to grow) Oh, happen to us Allow, allow, allow (Ooh)
I made a moon (Allow, allow) A translucent one Now could I (Cut it out into something) Cut it out for someone like you How mysterious I must feel to you The universe and the sky too My little phoеnix When you burst out a song from my lips
Compositor: Bjoerk Gudmundsdottir (Bjork) (PRS)Autor: Emilie Nicolas Kongshavn (Emilie Kongshavn) (TONO)Editor: Jora EhfECAD verificado obra #37983167 em 20/Abr/2024