So, so, so, so sweetly
You said out loud
We're gonna break, we're gonna break
With the break o' day

And so sweetly
You stared down at me
Til I had to break, til I had to break
Those eyes away

So they would not pull at me
As I tried to make, as I tried to make
An early escape

And now the mouths of the mountains
Open with mine
I try to eat the sky
Of Patagonia

And here the hearts, they could break through stones
But here the cold, it cuts to bones
And here the hearts, they could break through stones
But here the cold, oh it cuts to bones
It can cut to bones

So, so, so, so neatly
You had told me
We'll meet again, we'll meet again
When the limbs are bare
And so neatly I held on tightly
flashing feathered fingers through my hair
And now the secret's back, only built like boulders
And they roll down the hills
Of Patagonia

And here the hearts, they could break through stones
But here the cold, it cuts to bones
And here the hearts, they could break through stones
But here the cold, oh it cuts to bones
It can cut to bones

And your, your, your hammers to my heart were pounding
Gonna have to take those hands
Away from your ears
Wild breaths were blown
With bolts of lightning
Oh let it strike to melt
Away this year

And so sweetly we'll take off galloping
And then rise to the sky of Patagonia
And then rise to the sky of Patagonia
And then rise to the sky
Of Patagonia