Şarkı Sözünü Düzelt

Şarkı

Oh love, you were a sickly child And how the wind knocked you down Put on your spurs, swagger around In the desperate kingdom of love Holy water cannot help me now Your mysterious eyes cannot help you Selling no reason will not bring you through The desperate kingdom of love There's another who looks from behind your eyes I learn from you how to hide From the desperate kingdom of love At the end of this burning world You'll stand proud, face upheld And I'll follow you, into Heaven or Hell And I'll become, as a girl In the desperate kingdom of love