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 Moods and Themes. Submit Corrections. Discover Take Me to Church by Hozier released in 2013. Find album reviews, track lists, credits, awards and more at AllMusic. 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 Provided to YouTube by The state51 ConspiracyTake Me To Church (Acoustic) · Kevin SimmTake Me To Church℗ 2018 Tristar RecordsReleased on: 2018-05-14Composer: sinead o'connor' un yeni şarkısı ı don't wanna love the way ı loved before ı don't wanna love that way no more what've ı been writing love songs for? ı don't want to write them anymore ı don't wanna sing from where ı sang before ı don't wanna sing that way no more what've ı've been singing love songs for? ı don't wanna sing them Vay Tiền Online Chuyển Khoản Ngay. Tekst piosenki: My lover's got a humor He's the giggle at funeral Knows everybody's disapproval I should've worshipped him sooner If the Heavens ever did speak He is the last true mouthpiece Every Sunday's getting more bleak A fresh poison each week "You were born sick," you heard them say it My church offers no absolutes He tells me "worship in the bedroom" The only heaven I'll be sent to Is when I'm alone with you We were born sick, but I love it Command me to be well Amen. 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 God on my side He 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 Tłumaczenie: Moja ukochana ma humor, Jest chichotem na pogrzebie, Wie, co to powszechne potępienie. Powinienem wcześniej zacząć ją wielbić. Jeśli niebiosa kiedykolwiek przemówiły, Ona jest ostatnim prawdziwym prorokiem. Każda niedziela jest coraz bardziej posępna, Świeża trucizna każdego tygodnia. "Urodziliśmy się chorzy"* - słyszysz jak to mówią. Mój kościół nie oferuje rozgrzeszenia. Ona mówi mi 'wielb w sypialni'. Jedyne niebo do którego będę wysłany To czas, gdy jestem sam z Tobą. Urodziłem się chory, ale uwielbiam to, Rozkaż mi być zdrowym. Amen. Amen. Amen. Weź mnie do kościoła Będę oddawać cześć jak pies w świątyni Twoich kłamstw, Wyznam ci grzechy, byś mogła naostrzyć swój nóż. Ofiaruj mi tę nieśmiertelną śmierć** Dobry Boże, pozwól że oddam Ci moje życie. Jeśli jestem poganinem dobrej zabawy, Moja miłość jest słonecznym światłem. Aby Bogini została przy mnie Ona żąda ofiary, Wysusz całe morze, Przynieś coś lśniącego, Mięso na główne danie. Ten wysoki koń*** nieźle wygląda Co Ty masz w stajni? Mamy wielu głodujących wiernych Wygląda to smacznie, Wygląda to sycąco, Ta praca pobudza głód. Weź mnie do kościoła Będę oddawać cześć jak pies w świątyni Twoich kłamstw, Wyznam ci grzechy, byś mogła naostrzyć swój nóż. Ofiaruj mi tę nieśmiertelną śmierć Dobry Boże, pozwól że oddam Ci moje życie. Nie ma żadnych panów, królów gdy zaczyna się rytuał. Nie ma słodszej niewinności niż nasze delikatne grzechy, W szaleństwie i brudzie tej smutnej ziemskiej sceny. Tylko wtedy jestem człowiekiem. Tylko wtedy jestem czysty. Amen. Amen. Amen Weź mnie do kościoła Będę oddawać cześć jak pies w świątyni Twoich kłamstw, Wyznam ci grzechy, byś mogła naostrzyć swój nóż. Ofiaruj mi tę nieśmiertelną śmierć Dobry Boże, pozwól że oddam Ci moje życie. Take Me To Church My lover's got humourShe's the giggle at a funeralKnows everybody's disapprovalI should've worshipped her soonerIf the heavens ever did speakShe is the last true mouthpieceEvery Sunday's getting more bleakA fresh poison each weekWe were born sickYou heard them say itMy church offers no absolutionsShe tells me: Worship in the bedroomThe only heaven I'll be sent toIs when I'm alone with youI was born sick, but I love itCommand me to be wellAh, amen, amen, amenTake me to churchI'll worship like a dogAt the shrine of your liesI'll tell you my sinsSo you can sharpen your knifeOffer me that deathless deathGood God, let me give you my lifeTake me to churchI'll worship like a dogAt the shrine of your liesI'll tell you my sinsSo you can sharpen your knifeOffer me that deathless deathGood God, let me give you my lifeIf I'm a pagan of the good timesMy lover is the sunlightTo keep the goddess on my sideShe demands a sacrificeDrain the whole sea, get something shinySomething meaty for the main courseThat's a fine looking high horseWhat you got in the stable?We've a lot of starving faithfulThat looks tasty, that looks plentyThis is hungry workTake me to churchI'll worship like a dogAt the shrine of your liesI'll tell you my sinsSo you can sharpen your knifeOffer me my deathless deathGood God, let me give you my lifeTake me to churchI'll worship like a dogAt the shrine of your liesI'll tell you my sinsSo you can sharpen your knifeOffer me my deathless deathGood God, let me give you my lifeNo masters or kingsWhen the ritual beginsThere is no sweeter innocenceThan our gentle sinIn the madness and soilOf that sad earthly sceneOnly then I am humanOnly then I am clean, oh, ohAmen, amen, amenTake me to churchI'll worship like a dogAt the shrine of your liesI'll tell you my sinsSo you can sharpen your knifeOffer me that deathless deathGood God, let me give you my lifeTake me to churchI'll worship like a dogAt the shrine of your liesI'll tell you my sinsSo you can sharpen your knifeOffer me that deathless deathGood God, let me give you my life Leve-me À Igreja Minha amada tem humorEla é a risadinha no funeralEla sabe que todos desaprovamEu devia tê-la venerado antesSe os céus falassemEla é a última profetisa verdadeiraCada domingo fica mais sombrioUm veneno fresco a cada semanaNós nascemos doentesVocê os escuta dizendoMinha igreja não oferece absolviçõesEla me diz: Louve entre quatro paredesO único paraíso para onde serei enviadoVai ser quando eu estiver sozinho com vocêEu nasci doente, mas adoro issoOrdene-me que eu me cureAh, amém, amém, amémLeve-me à igrejaLouvarei como um cãoNo santuário de suas mentirasVou lhe contar meus pecadosPara você afiar sua facaOfereça-me aquela morte imortalBom Deus, deixe eu te entregar a minha vidaLeve-me à igrejaLouvarei como um cãoNo santuário de suas mentirasVou lhe contar meus pecadosPara você afiar sua facaOfereça-me aquela morte imortalBom Deus, deixe eu te entregar a minha vidaSe sou um pagão dos bons temposMinha amada é a luz do solE para manter a deusa ao meu ladoEla exige um sacrifícioDrene todo o mar, pegue algo brilhanteAlgo carnudo para o prato principalEsse é um belo pedestalO que você tem no estábulo?Nós temos um monte de fiéis famintosIsso parece saboroso, isso parece abundanteEsse trabalho é insaciávelLeve-me à igrejaLouvarei como um cãoNo santuário de suas mentirasVou lhe contar meus pecadosPara você afiar sua facaOfereça-me aquela morte imortalBom Deus, deixe eu te entregar a minha vidaLeve-me à igrejaLouvarei como um cãoNo santuário de suas mentirasVou lhe contar meus pecadosPara você afiar sua facaOfereça-me aquela morte imortalBom Deus, deixe eu te entregar a minha vidaNada de mestres ou reisQuando o ritual começaNão existe inocência mais puraDo que nosso doce pecadoNa loucura e imundícieDesta triste cena mundanaSó então sou humanoSó então me torno puro, oh, ohAmém, amém, amémLeve-me à igrejaLouvarei como um cãoNo santuário de suas mentirasVou lhe contar meus pecadosPara você afiar sua facaOfereça-me aquela morte imortalBom Deus, deixe eu te entregar a minha vidaLeve-me à igrejaLouvarei como um cãoNo santuário de suas mentirasVou lhe contar meus pecadosPara você afiar sua facaOfereça-me aquela morte imortalBom Deus, deixe eu te entregar a minha vida Tekst piosenki: My lover's got humour She's the giggle at a funeral Knows everybody's disapproval I should've worshipped 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 so you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death Good God, let me give you my life [x2] 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 so you can sharpen your knife Offer me my deathless death Good God, let me give you my life [x2] 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 so you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death Good God, let me give you my life [x2] Tłumaczenie: Moja ukochana ma poczucie humoru Jest chichotem na pogrzebie Wie, że nikt tego nie pochwala Powinienem był czcić ją wcześniej Jeśli niebiosa kiedykolwiek przemówiły Ona jest ich ostatnim, prawdziwym przekazem Każda niedziela staje się coraz bardziej posępna Świeża trucizna każdego tygodnia "Urodziliśmy się chorzy" Słyszeliście, jak to mówią Mój kościół nie oferuje rozgrzeszenia Ona mi mówi: '"Oddawaj mi cześć w sypialni" Jedyne niebo, do którego pójde To wtedy, kiedy ja jestem sam z tobą Urodziłem się chory, ale kocham to Rozkaż mi abym był zdrowy* Amen, amen, amen... Zabierz mnie do kościoła Będę wielbił jak pies w świątyni twoich kłamstw Wyznam ci moje grzechy, więc możesz naostrzyć swój nóż Ofiaruj mi tą śmierć bez śmierci** Dobry Boże, pozwól, że oddam Ci moje życie [x2] Jeśli jestem poganinem dobrych czasów Moja ukochana jest blaskiem słońca By utrzymać Boginię po swojej stronie Ona żąda ofiary Wysuszyć całe morze Zdobyć coś błyszczącego Coś mięsnego na główne danie To dobrze wyglądający koń Co trzymasz w swojej stajni? Mamy wielu wygłodzonych wiernych To wygląda smakowicie, to wygląda obficie To wzmaga głód Zabierz mnie do kościoła Będę wielbił jak pies w świątyni twoich kłamstw Wyznam ci moje grzechy, więc możesz naostrzyć swój nóż Ofiaruj mi tą śmierć bez śmierci Dobry Boże, pozwól, że oddam Ci moje życie [x2] Żadnych władców czy królów, gdy zaczyna się Rytuał nie ma słodszej niewinności nad nasz delikatny grzech W tym szaleństwie i centrum tej smutnej, ziemskiej sceny Tylko wtedy jestem człowiekiem Tylko wtedy jestem czysty Amen. Amen. Amen... Zabierz mnie do kościoła Będę wielbił jak pies w świątyni twoich kłamstw Wyznam ci moje grzechy, więc możesz naostrzyć swój nóż Ofiaruj mi tą śmierć bez śmierci Dobry Boże, pozwól, że oddam Ci moje życie [x2] ______ Tytuł utworu jest metaforą, dzięki której podmiot liryczny porównuje swojego kochanka do religii. Piosenka pełna jest dwuznaczności i przenośni, przeciwstawia wierze "kościelnej" (z jej nadmiarem potępienia i wstydu), wiarę w miłość do drugiej osoby i zmysłowość; W wywiadzie dla magazynu New York Hozier przyznał, że "seksualność, orientacja seksualna – niezależnie od orientacji – jest po prostu naturalna. Uprawianie seksu jest jedną z najbardziej ludzkich rzeczy. Ale organizacje takie jak Kościół (...) podważają ludzkość, z powodzeniem ucząc tego, by wstydzić się swojej orientacji seksualnej – że to grzech, że to jest sprzeciw wobec Boga. Piosenka jest o uznawaniu samego siebie oraz odzyskiwaniu swojego człowieczeństwa poprzez akt miłości" *Dwie powyższe linie tekstu zostały zainspirowane przez utwór elżbietańskiego dramatopisarza Fulka Grenville'a Chorus Sacredotum który mówi o ludziach "Stworzeni chorzy, nakazano byśmy byli usłyszeni" ("Created sick, commanded to be sound") ** odniesienie do "little death" - jednego z najstarszych sposobów poetów i pisarzy na opisanie orgazmu bez użycia dosłowności, głównie by uniknąc cenzury z fr."la petite mort". Można też tłumaczyć inaczej - "śmierć bez śmierci" to swego rodzaju "przepustka" do wiecznego życia w Niebie, której nie może człowiekowi dać nikt inny, tylko Bóg. ***"high horse" to najczęściej obstawiany (a więc i potencjalnie najlepszy) koń na wyścigu, ktoś na "wysokim koniu" - także zwrot opisujący osobę która się wywyższa, uważa za lepszą, szczególnie gdy druga osoba zrobiła cos złego Hozier Year: 2014 4:01 20,594 Views Playlists: #71 Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons! My lover's got humour She's the giggle at a funeral Knows everybody's disapproval I should've worshipped 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 Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer Written by: Andrew Hozier Byrne Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind Citation Use the citation below to add these lyrics to your bibliography: Missing lyrics by Hozier? 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Ringo Starr Take Me to Church Lyrics[Letra de "Take Me to Church"][Estrofa 1]My lover's got humourShe's the giggle at a funeralKnows everybody's disapprovalI should've worshipped her soonerIf the heavens ever did speakShe's the last true mouthpieceEvery Sunday's getting more bleakA fresh poison each week"We were born sick"You heard them say itCommand me to be well[Pre-estribillo]Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen[Estribillo]Take me to churchAnd I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your liesI'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knifeOffer me that deathless deathGood God, let me give you my life[Puente]No masters or kings when the ritual beginsThere is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sinIn the madness and soil of that sad earthly sceneOnly then I am humanOnly then I am clean, oh, oh[Pre-estribillo]Amen, Amen, Amen[Estribillo]Take me to churchAnd I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your liesI'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knifeOffer me that deathless deathGood God, let me give you my lifeTake me to churchAnd I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your liesI'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knifeOffer me that deathless deathGood God, let me give you my life

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