Don't Say You Love Me

English translation

For when I sleep with you on my shoulder

I'm hoping to keep you under the crook of my arm

And touching your hand, just brushing your fingers

And joining so bright and so gentle, a love like a damsel flies in

And rising at dawn, you bade me a soft faewell

Your head leaves a print on the pillow, so I sleep with the spirit you made

And you tell me things, by light of the candle

The cave at the end of the wider path fills with paintings and prayers that ring

Got me that old holy feeling

Got me that old holy feeling

And when will my future end

So I let you in, you turned your face

You were careless, I was changed

And on the waves and open roads

I watched your open eyes explode

And digging in, with feathered touch

Upon my skin and in our lust

I'll shake you out, when summer rain

Will come again and wash our faces

Got me that old holy feeling

Got me that old holy feeling