A tua partida nunca [me] é [demasiado] fácil.
[#59] | Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds | Into My Arms | The Boatman's Call | 1997
I don't believe in an interventionist God / but I know, darling, that you do / but if I did I would kneel down and ask Him / not to intervene when it came to you / not to touch a hair on your head / to leave you as you are / and if He felt He had to direct you / then direct you into my arms
into my arms, oh Lord / into my arms, oh Lord / into my arms, oh Lord / into my arms
and I don't believe in the existence of angels / but looking at you I wonder if that's true / but if I did I would summon them together / and ask them to watch over you / to each burn a candle for you / to make bright and clear your path / and to walk, like Christ, in grace and love / and guide you into my arms
into my arms, oh Lord / into my arms, oh Lord / into my arms, oh Lord / into my arms
and I believe in love / and I know that you do too / and I believe in some kind of path / that we can walk down, me and you / so keep your candlew burning / and make her journey bright and pure / that she will keep returning / always and evermore
into my arms, oh Lord / into my arms, oh Lord / into my arms, oh Lord / into my arms
I don't believe in an interventionist God / but I know, darling, that you do / but if I did I would kneel down and ask Him / not to intervene when it came to you / not to touch a hair on your head / to leave you as you are / and if He felt He had to direct you / then direct you into my arms
into my arms, oh Lord / into my arms, oh Lord / into my arms, oh Lord / into my arms
and I don't believe in the existence of angels / but looking at you I wonder if that's true / but if I did I would summon them together / and ask them to watch over you / to each burn a candle for you / to make bright and clear your path / and to walk, like Christ, in grace and love / and guide you into my arms
into my arms, oh Lord / into my arms, oh Lord / into my arms, oh Lord / into my arms
and I believe in love / and I know that you do too / and I believe in some kind of path / that we can walk down, me and you / so keep your candlew burning / and make her journey bright and pure / that she will keep returning / always and evermore
into my arms, oh Lord / into my arms, oh Lord / into my arms, oh Lord / into my arms