More songs by Jeff Buckley
Description
Composer, Guitar, Lyricist: Gary Lucas
Harmonium, Dulcimer, Associated Performer, Guitar, Organ, Composer, Lyricist: Jeff Buckley
Percussion, Drums: Matt Johnson
Bass: Mick Grondahl
Producer, Engineer, Mixing Engineer: Andy Wallace
Executive Producer: Steve Berkowitz
Assistant Engineer: Chris Laidlaw
Assistant Engineer: Steve Cisco
Assistant Engineer: Bryant Jackson
Assistant Engineer: Reggie Griffith
Mastering Engineer: Emily Lazar
Lyrics and translation
Original
If the moon asking to stay, long enough for the clouds to fly me away.
Oh, it's my time coming, I'm not afraid, afraid to die.
My fading voice sings of burn.
But she cries to the clicking of time, oh, time.
Waiting in the fire, waiting in the fire.
Waiting in the fire, waiting in the fire, to burn.
As she leans on my arm, walking to the bright lights and sorrow.
Oh, I drink a bit of wine, we both might go tomorrow.
Oh, my love, and the rain is falling.
I believe my time has come.
It reminds me of the pain
I might leave, leave behind.
Oh, yeah!
Waiting in the fire, waiting in the fire.
Waiting in the fire, waiting in the fire. Oh, oh. Oh.
And
I might leave, I might leave, leave me behind.
Oh, oh.
And I feel them to write my name, so easy to know and forget with this kiss.
They're not afraid to go, but a dark dark sin. Yeah!
Oh, oh, yeah, yeah.
Waiting in the fire, waiting in the fire.
Oh, oh, oh.
Waiting in the fire, waiting in the fire.
Oh, wait, wait, waiting in the fire, waiting in the fire.
Oh, yeah, yeah. Waiting in the fire, wait, wait.
Oh, oh, oh, oh
English translation
If the moon asking to stay, long enough for the clouds to fly me away.
Oh, it's my time coming, I'm not afraid, afraid to die.
My fading voice sings of burn.
But she cries to the clicking of time, oh, time.
Waiting in the fire, waiting in the fire.
Waiting in the fire, waiting in the fire, to burn.
As she leans on my arm, walking to the bright lights and sorrow.
Oh, I drink a bit of wine, we both might go tomorrow.
Oh, my love, and the rain is falling.
I believe my time has come.
It reminds me of the pain
I might leave, leave behind.
Oh, yeah!
Waiting in the fire, waiting in the fire.
Waiting in the fire, waiting in the fire. Oh, oh. Oh.
And
I might leave, I might leave, leave me behind.
Oh, oh.
And I feel them to write my name, so easy to know and forget with this kiss.
They're not afraid to go, but a dark dark sin. Yeah!
Oh, oh, yeah, yeah.
Waiting in the fire, waiting in the fire.
Oh, oh, oh.
Waiting in the fire, waiting in the fire.
Oh, wait, wait, waiting in the fire, waiting in the fire.
Oh, yeah, yeah. Waiting in the fire, wait, wait.
Oh, oh, oh, oh