From Your Favourite Sky

	作曲 : Bramwell, I Am Kloot
	do you dare, take a breath?

	do you dream of a tragic death?

	I know you do


	do you wail , do you weep?

	do you sing yourself to sleep?

	your delicate flower


	and so what is love ?

	and who am I ?

	to dare to pull the stars from your favorite sky


	you were born forth from joy

	you're every girl and boy

	you know you are you know you are


	and you dress like a dame

	and you burn on a catholic flame

	by the hours by the hours


	so what is love?

	and who i am

	to dare to pull the stars from you favorite sky


	You possess, s'avoir faire

	put cheap bleech on your hair

	you know you do you know you do


	do you dare take a breath?

	do you dream of a tragic death?

	your delicate flower


	so what is love?

	who am I?

	to dare to pull the stars from your favorite sky

	zuò qǔ : Bramwell, I Am Kloot
	do you dare, take a breath?

	do you dream of a tragic death?

	I know you do


	do you wail , do you weep?

	do you sing yourself to sleep?

	your delicate flower


	and so what is love ?

	and who am I ?

	to dare to pull the stars from your favorite sky


	you were born forth from joy

	you' re every girl and boy

	you know you are you know you are


	and you dress like a dame

	and you burn on a catholic flame

	by the hours by the hours


	so what is love?

	and who i am

	to dare to pull the stars from you favorite sky


	You possess, s' avoir faire

	put cheap bleech on your hair

	you know you do you know you do


	do you dare take a breath?

	do you dream of a tragic death?

	your delicate flower


	so what is love?

	who am I?

	to dare to pull the stars from your favorite sky