Dead Can Dance - The Unquiet Grave - Текст песни

I am stretched on your grave, and you will find me there always; if I had the 
bounty of your arms I should never leave you. Little apple, my beloved, it is 
time for me to lie with you; there is the cold smell of clay on me, the tan of 
the sun and the wind. 
There is a lock on my heart, which is filled with love for you, and melancholy 
beneath it as black as the sloes. If anything happens to me, and death 
overthrows me, I shall become a fairy wind-gust down on the meadows before you. 
When my family thinks that I am in my bed, it is on your grave I am stretched 
from night till morning, telling my distress and lamenting bitterly for my 
quiet lovely girl who was bethrothed to me as a child. 
Do you remember the night when you and I were under the blackthorn tree, and the 
night freezing? A hundred praises to jesus that we did nothing harmful, and 
that your crown of maidenhood is a tree of light before you! 
The priests and the monks every day are angry with me for being in love with 
you, young girl, when you are dead. I would be a shelter from the wind for you 
and protection from the rain for you; and oh, keen sorrow to my heart that you 
are unde 
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From the book entitled "A Celtic Miscellany", Penguin Books, Penguin Classic 
Edition 1951. This is an early set of lyrics for the tradtional Irish folk 
song, "The Unquiet Grave", which Brendan Perry sings as "I Am Stretched on Your 
Grave". This is a prosaic interpretation of a Gaelic written song. Of interest 
here are the lyrics that Brendan and Sinead O"connor do not sing.