This is a rebel song, Vladimir

Hørte igjen Sinéad O'Connors "This Is A Rebel Song" her om dagen. Kunne med enkelte små endringer bli riktig så aktuell igjen for tida.


THIS IS A REBEL SONG

I love you, my hard Vladimir
Your rage is like a fist in my womb
Can't you forgive what you think I've done
And love me - I'm your woman
And I desire you, my hard Vladimir
And there is no more natural thing
So why should I not get loving?
Don't be cold, Vladimir

How come you've never said you love me
In all the time you've known me?
How come you never say you're sorry?
And I do

Ah, please talk to me, Vladimir
What good will shutting me out get done
Meanwhile crazies are killing our sons
Oh listen, Vladimir
I've honoured you, hard Vladimir
Now I am calling your heart to my own
Oh, let glorious love be done
Be truthful, Vladimir

How come you've never said you love me
In all the time you've known me?
How come you never say you're sorry?
And I do

I do...