Текст песни Dove's Blood, Desert Sand

Dove in a tree
above David and me.
“Just Point and squeeze,”
I am whispering.

Watch her spin
towards the ground. Crimson!
But I’ve only hit her wing.
She is walking, cooing.Elijah Wyman - Dove's Blood, Desert Sand - http://ru.motolyrics.com/elijah-wyman/doves-blood-desert-sand-lyrics.html

Here come the dogs,
those filthy dogs,
to drag her off
and tear her up.

I pick her up in my hands
and wipe her blood of in the hot desert sand