Ant McNaught

I love to watch you naked
as the day is breaking,
hear you speak in tongues
as our love gets made;
wisdom that you whisper
when we’re in the clinches,
mantle of your silence
on the night-time raids.
 
You got a face
for the ages, babe.
You got a face
for the barricades.
 
Roll you in my arms
as the day is breaking,
roll you in my arms
as the daylight fades.
 
Laying here quietly,
I watch you sleeping,
softest rays of daylight
curling round the shades.
Hold the flag high.
Ah, you know you’re drawing
every marksman’s eye
in the fusillades.
 
You got a face
for the ages, babe.
You got a face
for the barricades.
Roll you in my arms
as the day is breaking,
roll you in my arms
as the daylight fades.
 
How soft and sweet
the coming of a Catalan dawn;
as beautiful today
as the day the world was born.
Hear the song of freedom
as the sparrow calls.
I know life will go on
when Santander falls.
 
The walls won’t last ’til sunset
and, as daylight fades,
they’ll be taking out the last
of the renegades.
Shadows will grow longer
and, as night invades,
Mercury will slide
into retrograde.
 
You got a face
for the ages, babe,
You got a face
for the barricades.
Hold you in my arms
as the day is breaking,
hold you in my arms
as the daylight fades