The Rolling Stones - Saint of me [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
Saint Paul the persecutor
Was a cruel and sinful man
Jesus hit him with a blinding light
And then his life began
I said yeah[x2]
Augustine knew temptation
He loved women, wine and song
And all the special pleasures
Of doing something wrong

[Chorus]
I said yeah[x3]
Oh yeah, oh yeah
You'll never make a saint of me
Oh yeah, oh yeah
You'll never make a saint of me

[Verse 2]
And could you stand the torture
And could you stand the pain
Could you put your faith in Jesus
When you're burning in the flames
And I do believe in miracles
And I want to save my soul
And I know that I'm a sinner
I'm going to die here in the cold

[Chorus][x2]

I thought I heard an angel cry
I thought I saw a teardrop falling from his eye
John the Baptist was a martyr
But he stirred up Herod's hate
And Salome got her wish
To have him served up on a plate

[Chorus][x2]

[Verse 3]
I thought I heard an angel cry
I thought I saw a teardrop falling from his eye
I thought I saw an angel cry

[Outro][x2]
You'll never make a saint of me