Pale white de Yann Tiersen

Turned and said
you must not cry now
crossed the ocean for his love to bring her falter

And his chest beat like a wolf
to bring her home

Nobody will come dance
will come dance upon our grave
Nobody will come dance
will come dance with us

her face´s so delicate and bright
in alabaster
And his chest beat like a wolf
to bring her home

And if ever you try to sever
all the things we´ve come to know
And if ever you try to sever
all the things we know

Nobody will come dance
will come dance upon our grave
Nobody will come dance
will come dance with us