My lover’s got humour
She’s the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody’s disapproval
I should’ve worshiped her sooner
If the Heavens ever did speak
She is the last true mouthpiece
Every Sunday’s getting more bleak
A fresh poison each week
‘We were born sick,’ you heard them say it
My church offers no absolutes
She tells me ‘worship in the bedroom’
The only heaven I’ll be sent to
Is when I’m alone with you
I was born sick, but I love it
Command me to be well
Amen. Amen. Amen

Take me to church
I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life

Take me to church
I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life

If I’m a pagan of the good times
My lover’s the sunlight
To keep the Goddess on my side
She demands a sacrifice
To drain the whole sea
Get something shiny
Something meaty for the main course
That’s a fine looking high horse
What you got in the stable?
We’ve a lot of starving faithful
That looks tasty
That looks plenty
This is hungry work

Take me to church
I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life

Take me to church
I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life

No masters or kings when the ritual begins
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
Only then I am human
Only then I am clean
Amen. Amen. Amen

Take me to church
I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life

Take me to church
I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life

Hozier - Take Me To Church

Prevod pesme

Vodi me u crkvu

Moja draga ima smisla za humor
Ona je ta koja se kikoće na sahranama
Poznato joj je negodovanje svih odreda
E, da sam je ranije počeo obožavati
Kad bi Nebesa mogla govoriti
Ona bi bila poslednji pravi port-parol
Svaka nedelja sve je sumornija
Svake nedelje svežeg otrova
“Bolesni smo rođeni”, čuo si kako kažu
Moja crkva ne nudi apsolute
Ona mi kaže “obožavaj u krevetu”
Jedini raj u koji ću biti poslat
Onaj je kad sam sam sa tobom
Bolestan sam rođen, ali volim to
Naredi mi da budem dobro
Amin. Amin. Amin

Vodi me u crkvu
Obožavaću kao pas u svetilištu tvojih laži
Ispovediću ti svoje grehe i možeš naoštriti svoje noževe
Ponudi mi tu besmrtnu smrt
Dragi bože, dajem ti život svoj

Vodi me u crkvu
Obožavaću kao pas u svetilištu tvojih laži
Ispovediću ti svoje grehe i možeš naoštriti svoje noževe
Ponudi mi tu besmrtnu smrt
Dragi bože, dajem ti život svoj

Ako sam poklonik dobre zabave
Moj ljubavnik je sunce
Da zadrži Boginju na mojoj strani
Ona žrtvu traži
Da čitavo more presuši
Da dobije nešto svetlucavo
Nešto mesnato, kao glavno jelo
Taj konj dobro izgleda
Šta imaš u štali?
Imamo mnogo gladnih vernika
To deluje ukusno
To deluje obilno
Ovo je za gladne

Vodi me u crkvu
Obožavaću kao pas u svetilištu tvojih laži
Ispovediću ti svoje grehe i možeš naoštriti svoje noževe
Ponudi mi tu besmrtnu smrt
Dragi bože, dajem ti život svoj

Vodi me u crkvu
Obožavaću kao pas u svetilištu tvojih laži
Ispovediću ti svoje grehe i možeš naoštriti svoje noževe
Ponudi mi tu besmrtnu smrt
Dragi bože, dajem ti život svoj

Nema gospodara ni kraljeva, kad ritual počne
Nema nevinosti od našeg plemenitog greha slađe
U tom ludilu i đubretu te tužne zemaljske scene
Samo tada sam čovek
Samo tada sam čist
Amin. Amin. Amin

Vodi me u crkvu
Obožavaću kao pas u svetilištu tvojih laži
Ispovediću ti svoje grehe i možeš naoštriti svoje noževe
Ponudi mi tu besmrtnu smrt
Dragi bože, dajem ti život svoj

Vodi me u crkvu
Obožavaću kao pas u svetilištu tvojih laži
Ispovediću ti svoje grehe i možeš naoštriti svoje noževe
Ponudi mi tu besmrtnu smrt
Dragi bože, dajem ti život svoj

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