Wild Rose Chance - Vätern und Söhnen (Baby, Baby, Baby, Oh) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]

There you are
Impossibly small
Head grown flat
From staring at a wall
And so quiet
Just listening to the phone calls

Here I am
I bear no gifts
No myrrh, or gold
Or frankincense
It seems like
The greatest of social faux pas

[Pre-Chorus 1]

Cos though this is a bed
And not a manger
And we are two
Not three

I walked in thinking
I was gonna save you
But now I see that you'll
Save me

[Chorus]

Flesh of my flesh
Blood of my blood
My heart hit the ground
With the heaviest thud
And I knew
We were playing a game
We're winning

Father and son
Birth and rebirth
My soul hit the ceiling
With the lightest of mirth
And I knew
In a hospital room
That’s spinning

We were looking at
A new beginning

[Verse 2]

As we listen to books
I take furtive looks
To wear you sit
Nestled in your nook
Surrounded
By Clif Bars and sparkling water

And I try to reserve
Sanctimonious feeling
How'd she leave you there
Just staring at the ceiling?
Cos I know
She, too, is someone’s daughter

[Pre-Chorus 2]

And I can only do
What I can do
If I have a limited time
In which to love you
I will open the doors
Like you've done for me

[Chorus]

[Bridge]

No, I'm not cold, I’ve got a sweater on!
No, I'm not cold, I’ve got a sweater on!
No, I'm not cold, I’ve got a sweater on!
No, I'm not cold, I’ve got a sweater on!

[Chorus x2]