Mary Lambert - Sarasvati [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Verse 1)
You are Sanskrit on my skin
Peel me open 'til I am nothing but a whisper
Name yourself sinner, I only play for pennies
And I don't play for sinners, I play for sadness
I play for dead things

(chorus)
Pull the bones from their sockets
Please be softer while you do it for I am fragile and vacant
Sarasvati saw me to sleep
I rested my head against her knee and the music I like goes up
And down like bobbing bodies in the river bend

And they say
"Mary, why are your songs so sad?
Look at the luck and fortune you've had
Why do you cry at night?"

Pull the bones from their sockets
Please be soft while you do it for I am fragile and fading

(Verse 2)
You can take my body and tongue and organs
Whisper my skin like death has already rose and stuff
Every piece of me that crashes
And every piece of you
And I swear that's how they make stars
I'm not whole

Pull the bones from their sockets
Please be soft while you do it for I am fragile and fading