| Song | The Accidents Of Gesture |
| Artist | Rome |
| Album | Flowers From Exile |
| ou were wrong | |
| you let hell invade you and you let me go | |
| love wants to be both gentle and cruel | |
| you were a fool, you should have known | |
| and would you wear berries in your hair | |
| for this batallion of lovers? | |
| and would you share this table | |
| set among the stones of your brothers? | |
| i thought i had no wish to protect you, to conquer you | |
| but now i have turned to you | |
| so leave death and come to me | |
| you will see, i will leave no scar on you | |
| for you were meant to be with me, here | |
| for we are built, trained, conditioned to disappear | |
| we shall stay in the shadows, in the meadows afire | |
| as thieves for hire | |
| and we shall remain invisible, for we travel light | |
| for we do not rush toward the light | |
| for we dance if we can with our eyes closed | |
| all along the borders, all along the road | |
| and we shall make our movements lighter | |
| like the boys on the wire | |
| to regain the joy and fierceness | |
| of the essentiel man | |
| cool out here, beside me | |
| cool out in the sands of spain | |
| cool out and wash yourself in milk again | |
| and now you shall moan and you shall weep | |
| and you shall loathe the other cheek | |
| my friend you can't pretend to know life in every breath | |
| to wound my pride, to envy death | |
| you didn't come up with this cure and rest assured | |
| your longings never seemed pure | |
| and each time i will come | |
| each time i will be another | |
| a sinner, a saint, your enemy brother | |
| i shall make you say please | |
| i shall have you on your knees | |
| wir haben unsere welt verloren | |
| was übrig bleibt schleppen wir jetzt in koffern | |
| durch halb europa | |
| an alle welt uns ausgeschenkt! | |
| vom leben unbesiegt | |
| was uns eint ist der verzicht! | |
| you were meant to be with me, here | |
| for we are built, trained, conditioned to disappear | |
| we shall stay in the shadows, in the meadows afire | |
| as thieves for hire | |
| and we shall remain invisible, for we travel light | |
| for we do not rush toward the light | |
| and we dance if we can with our eyes closed | |
| all along the borders, all along the road | |
| and we shall make our movements lighter | |
| like the boys on the wire | |
| we shall make our movements lighter |
| ou were wrong | |
| you let hell invade you and you let me go | |
| love wants to be both gentle and cruel | |
| you were a fool, you should have known | |
| and would you wear berries in your hair | |
| for this batallion of lovers? | |
| and would you share this table | |
| set among the stones of your brothers? | |
| i thought i had no wish to protect you, to conquer you | |
| but now i have turned to you | |
| so leave death and come to me | |
| you will see, i will leave no scar on you | |
| for you were meant to be with me, here | |
| for we are built, trained, conditioned to disappear | |
| we shall stay in the shadows, in the meadows afire | |
| as thieves for hire | |
| and we shall remain invisible, for we travel light | |
| for we do not rush toward the light | |
| for we dance if we can with our eyes closed | |
| all along the borders, all along the road | |
| and we shall make our movements lighter | |
| like the boys on the wire | |
| to regain the joy and fierceness | |
| of the essentiel man | |
| cool out here, beside me | |
| cool out in the sands of spain | |
| cool out and wash yourself in milk again | |
| and now you shall moan and you shall weep | |
| and you shall loathe the other cheek | |
| my friend you can' t pretend to know life in every breath | |
| to wound my pride, to envy death | |
| you didn' t come up with this cure and rest assured | |
| your longings never seemed pure | |
| and each time i will come | |
| each time i will be another | |
| a sinner, a saint, your enemy brother | |
| i shall make you say please | |
| i shall have you on your knees | |
| wir haben unsere welt verloren | |
| was ü brig bleibt schleppen wir jetzt in koffern | |
| durch halb europa | |
| an alle welt uns ausgeschenkt! | |
| vom leben unbesiegt | |
| was uns eint ist der verzicht! | |
| you were meant to be with me, here | |
| for we are built, trained, conditioned to disappear | |
| we shall stay in the shadows, in the meadows afire | |
| as thieves for hire | |
| and we shall remain invisible, for we travel light | |
| for we do not rush toward the light | |
| and we dance if we can with our eyes closed | |
| all along the borders, all along the road | |
| and we shall make our movements lighter | |
| like the boys on the wire | |
| we shall make our movements lighter |