Sun In My Mouth - Björk

I will wade out

Till my thighs are steeped

In burning flowers

I will take the sun in my mouth

And leap into the ripe air

Alive with closed eyes

To dash against darkness

In the sleeping curves of my body

Shall enter fingers

Of smooth mastery

With chasteness of sea-girls

Will I complete the mystery

Of my flesh

Will I complete the mystery

Of my flesh

My flesh