I am my mother's only one
I wear my garment so it shows
Gluey feathers on a flume
Sky is womb and she's the moon
I am my mother on the wall,
I move in water, shore to shore
Lapping lakes like leery loons
Leaving rope burns, reddish rouge
Gluey feathers on a flume
Sky is womb and she's the moon
Pour jouer avec la version originale
de Bon Iver, il faut s'accorder
1/4 de ton plus grave.