作词 : Sinéad O'Connor

作曲 : O CONNOR SINEAD MARIE BERNARDE

Each of these My three babies

I will carry with me

For myself I ask no one else will be

And of course

I'm like a wild horse

But there's no other way I could be

Water and feed Are not tools that I need

For the thing that I've chosen to be

In my soul

My blood and my bones

I have wrapped your cold bodies around me

The face on you

The smell of you

Will always be with me

Each of these My three babies

I was not willing to leave

Though I tried I blasphemed and denied

I know they will be returned to me

Each of these My three babies

Have brought you closer to me

No longer mad like a horse

I'm still wild but not lost

From the thing that I've chosen to be

And it's 'cause you've thrilled me

Silenced me

Stilled me

Proved things I never believed

The face on you

The smell of you

Will always be with me

Each of these My three babies

I will carry with me

For myself I ask no one else will be Mother to these th