Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tulip, artist - Jesca Hoop. Album song Hunting My Dress, in the genre Инди
Date of issue: 28.11.2009
Record label: CD Baby
Song language: English
Tulip |
Ada, my rarest bulb from the desert valley |
Your hair of fire and skin of snow |
Have caused me to the heights of the desert mountains |
In search of the cure for a rampant fever |
Your beauty’s power, it plagues me now |
I come and scour the land for the desert flower |
For beauty and perfume |
I’d stake my house and my lands |
The gold is sleeping in the river |
But the flower’s in my hand |
With a paler leaf and a broken petal |
I’ll bait the king and queen |
And to the goldsmith with my flower |
I’ll buy a wedding ring |
Tulip, tulip, with one what I did buy |
Oxen, sheep and wheat and rye |
And land on the north seaside |
Tulip, tulip, with one what I did buy |
The finest dresses man could buy |
And a pearl for to bait my bride |
Then with my rarest bulb to her father’s garden |
And like gold for lamb or wool for clam |
I gave that man a bulb for his daughter Ada |
Your heart is mine and it’s mine forever |
And she replied, «My faith that lies on yon horizon’s |
Tethered me to the sky» |
The match arranged and vows exchanged |
And the dove flew away |
The bells spilled out the hollow canyon |
On our wedding day |
To me, she gave her hand until |
Death do us part |
But the bird will nest with one that she has |
Promised her heart |
Tulip, tulip, with one what I did buy |
The bed from which our sons will rise |
And the window where she cries |
Tulip, tulip, with one what I did buy |
A net to catch the birds that fly |
From the window where she cries |
He reaches out and I withdraw |
Spilling the flowering bribes from his paw |
The broken petals climbing the walls |
Stealing my oxygen, no air at all |
From the bed, I hear him call |
But I answer cooing when the night falls |
The cotton sword is storming the hall |
Cutting my vision to no sight at all |
I tied the tulip around her neck like a red lead sinker |
And blindfold and spin her 'round and 'round and 'round |
To the banks of the river |
And then walk my true love into the rushing water |
And by her long hair, bleeding red hair |
Pull my love there under until she drown |
For beauty and perfume |
I’d stake my house and my land |
My love is sleeping in the river |
But the flower’s in my hand |
With a paler leaf and a broken petal |
I’ll keep her all to me |
And to the river with my flower |
I’ll hear my true love sing |
No water is still in my friend |
Ready to drown |
Water, water, oh water my kin |
Carry me out |
This iron river is mercy at last |
Die as she laughs |
For he is waiting where the doves nest |
My true love |
Tulip, tulip, with one what I did buy |
The veil that parted over my bride |
And her breath as my true love dies |
Tulip, tulip, with one what I did buy |
The veil that parted over my bride |
And the blue from her bluest eyes |