BJORK - Sun In My Mouth lyrics

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(From the poem "Wade" by E.E. Cummings) I will wade out Till my thighs are steeped In burning flowers I will take the sun in my mouth And leap into the ripe air Alive with closed eyes To dash against darkness In the sleeping curves of my body Shall enter fingers Of smooth mastery With chasteness of sea-girls Will I complete the mystery Of my flesh Will I complete the mystery Of my flesh My flesh