Barr Brothers - Bring Me Your Love lyrics

Bring me the sweat of a concubine Bring me the cooing of a dove Bring me a quill from a northern pine And bring me your love Bring me the sword of a Samurai Bring me the stinger of a bee Bring me all the Queen's medicine And bring me your love And if in all these things we find A beauty rare and objectified If you bring your love in turn All these treasures I will burn Bring me the song of a narwhal Bring me a funeral drum Bring me the rose of Jericho And bring me your love Bring me the eye of a hurricane Bring me the dessert in a glove Bring me the dagger tattooed On Hemingway And bring me your love And if in all these things we find A beauty rare and objectified If you bring your love in turn All these treasures I will burn