25 August, 2013
06:22 - 06:52
Verse 1:
I sat alone on a Sunday morning.
I felt the urge in hazy air.
A feeling came, unwanted and unfair
and settled down without a warning.
I saw through time and with a mourning
in my blurred mind as if to pare
my wild desire wanted me to dare
see one sweet image - felt its flair.
Chorus:
The kiss, yes, that one there
a mother kissing her sad child.
Then one that Judas with a snare
on Jesus' cheek placed playing mild.
The kiss in gold - it will impair.
the kiss at night, the kiss goodbye...
The kiss of faith beyond compare
that kiss - is it that makes you stand and fly?
Verse 2:
I sat alone on a Sunday morning
I felt the soft kiss of the night.
A feeling came unwanted and not right
and settled down without a warning.
I saw through time and with a mourning
in my clear mind, as if to fight
my wild desire, I began to sight
what wrong was, what was right.
Chorus:
The kiss, yes, that one there
a mother kissing her sad child.
Then one that Judas with a snare
on Jesus' cheek placed playing mild.
The kiss in gold - it will impair.
the kiss at night, the kiss goodbye...
The kiss of faith beyond compare
that kiss - is it that makes you stand and fly?
Bridge:
Kiss me swiftly, no regrets.
Kiss me slow, you are in debt
to your heart, shuffling all the bets:
when love you seek, love will you get?
And kiss me softly, no regrets.
Kiss me slow, settle your debt
to your heart, leaving all the bets
to all who play with love's upset.
Chorus:
The kiss, yes, that one there
a mother kissing her sad child.
Then one that Judas with a snare
on Jesus' cheek placed playing mild.
The kiss in gold - it will impair.
the kiss at night, the kiss goodbye...
The kiss of faith beyond compare
that kiss - is it that makes you stand and fly?
Millen Stamatov
Sent from my iPhone
© Lyrics Millen Stamatov, 2013.
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