Letra Bright Fresh Flower de Robyn Hitchcock original
She's my bright fresh flower and I love her
She's a soul born in this world divine
There's a Roman ancestor behind her
I say 'Goodnight, sweet child of mine.'
She's my bright fresh flower and I dream her
I wake in her to find the world sublime
Never could be bothered with mathematics
I say 'Count me in, sweet child of mine.'
Oh oh oh ooh
She's my bright fresh flower and I hold her
Tenderly as if I held her spine
Every time I feel myself I'm older
I say 'Goodnight, sweet child of mine.'