More songs by Suzanne Vega
Description
Producer: Mitchell Froom
Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer: Tchad Blake
Composer Lyricist, Vocalist: Suzanne Vega
Lyrics and translation
Original
If your love were taken from me
Every color would be black and white
It would be as flat as the world before Columbus
That's the day that I lose half my sight
If your life were taken from me
All the trees would freeze in this cold ground
It would be as cruel as the world before Columbus
Sail to the edge and I'd be there looking down
Those men who lust for land
And for riches strange and new
Who love those trinkets of desire
Oh,they never will have you
And they'll never know the gold
Or the copper in your hair
How could they weigh the worth of you so rare
If your love were taken from me
Every light that's bright would soon go dim
It would be as dark as the world before Columbus
Down the waterfall and I'd swim over the brim
Those men who lust for land
And for riches strange and new
Who love those trinkets of desire
Oh, they never will have you
And they'll never know the gold
Or the copper in your hair
How could they weigh the worth of you so rare
English translation
If your love were taken from me
Every color would be black and white
It would be as flat as the world before Columbus
That's the day that I lose half my sight
If your life were taken from me
All the trees would freeze in this cold ground
It would be as cruel as the world before Columbus
Sail to the edge and I'd be there looking down
Those men who lust for land
And for riches strange and new
Who love those trinkets of desire
Oh,they never will have you
And they'll never know the gold
Or the copper in your hair
How could they weigh the worth of you so rare
If your love were taken from me
Every light that's bright would soon go dim
It would be as dark as the world before Columbus
Down the waterfall and I'd swim over the brim
Those men who lust for land
And for riches strange and new
Who love those trinkets of desire
Oh, they never will have you
And they'll never know the gold
Or the copper in your hair
How could they weigh the worth of you so rare