[Verse 1]
Bring me the sweat of a concubine
Bring me the cooing of a dove
Bring me the quill from a northern pine
And bring me your love
[Verse 2]
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
[Chorus]
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
[Verse 3]
Bring me the song of a narwhal
Bring me a funeral drum
Bring me the rose of Jericho
And bring me your love
[Verse 4]
Bring me the eye of a hurricane
Bring me the desert in a glove
Bring me the dagger tattooed on Hemingway
And bring me your love
[Chorus]
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