Текст песни Fingernails (Louise Page) с переводом

I’ll remember

The shapes of your fingernails

Because I love to play with hands

I’ll write a sonata on the shores of your thighs

I’ll write love notes in your soft sands

With my fingernails

With my fingernails

With my fingernails

My fingernails

Oh, I’ll remember

The shape of your denial

None of you dared to cut open your hearts for me

None of you cared to sharpen a knife for me

And my heart was aching

So I plucked it out

And now I’ve got blood under my fingernails

My fingernails

My fingernails

My fingernails

I’m a wild woman hypocrite

Who’s afraid of wild things

If I set you free

Do you promise you’ll return to me?

And I won’t ask about the dirt under your nails

If you don’t ask about the blood that’s under mine

I won’t ask about the dirt that’s on your mind

If you don’t ask about the blood that’s clouding mine

Well, give me a hand

Be a helpful

'Cause I climb in haste

And I constantly fall

And now hold me close

And I’ll kiss the beds

Of your fingernails

Your fingernails

Your fingernails…

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