Rome - La Rose et la Hache lyrics

There are very few women Who sing of this yoke's golden sting And tie my heart to the string of weeping There are very few men Who cry for wine of blood and rye And cut out my heart For the wild love of weeping Oh, sister fine, fine, fine, easy I know it's been hell not to touch Oh, sister, mine, mine, mine, easy I never wanted you that much Oh, sister mine, oh How natural it all seemed then And how remote and impossible now Oh, sister mine, oh How beautiful it all seemed then And how sick and detestable now Oh, sister fine, fine, fine, easy I know it's been hell not to touch Oh, sister mine, mine, mine, easy I never wanted you so much There are very few women Who sing of this yoke's golden sting And tie my heart to the string of weeping There are very few men Who cry for wine of blood and rye And cut out my heart For the wild love of weeping There are very few seas left to sail For someone like me who by theft and jail Was made to bleed and left so frail There are very few seas left to sail For the likes of me who though apt to sail Were made to conceal and had to fail Oh, sister fine, fine, fine, easy I know it's been hell not to touch Oh, sister mine, mine, mine, easy I never wanted you that much Oh, sister fine, fine, fine, easy I know it's been hell not to touch Oh, sister mine, mine, mine, easy I never wanted you so much Et puis on est la Parmi les vautours Qui portent leurs guerres dans les villes Qui ne cessent de verser le sang des autres Mais l'homme, il faut bien l'aimer Surtout dans la beaute De la revolte - il faut l'aimer Meme quand il t'accuse Meme quand il se refuse Quand il s'invente des faux amis Des vrais ennemis Ou comme nous - des pays caches L'amour d'ou qu'il vienne C'est toujours l'amour