
Fecha de emisión: 22.02.1995
Etiqueta de registro: Concord, Rounder
Idioma de la canción: inglés
Under Your Skin(original) |
I spent time in a truck stop, time pouring coffee |
I was wearing my hair long, I was loving an angry man |
I wore too much eyeliner |
I spent time in a new town, playing covers for tips |
I spent my birthday this year in Ohio in a Day’s Inn hotel |
It’s all in who you are and where you’ve been |
That gets into your bones that get under your skin |
It’s not just the memories you take from them |
That gets into your bones than get written on your heart |
That gets under your skin |
I spent time on Lake Michigan, we were drinking in high school |
We were restless and waiting, restless and wanting |
For something to break |
And time and another I was watching it wither |
I was holding my hands out, holding my hands up |
Holding it together |
There have been people and partings |
And those things that you should have seen coming |
There have been memories and moments |
And those faces you can’t forget |
I lay back with my baby, we were lit up like lanterns |
We were rolling like laughter, rolling like thunder |
Rolling around in your arms |
It’s a strange adventure, this whole getting older |
There is so much to measure, so much to treasure |
So much to grieve |
And there is a girl at the counter and she’s pouring me coffee |
She’s wearing her hair long, she’s got too much eyeliner |
Like I used to wear |
She 's pouring me coffee, she’s got to much eyeliner |
Like I used to wear |
(traducción) |
Pasé tiempo en una parada de camiones, tiempo sirviendo café |
Llevaba el pelo largo, amaba a un hombre enojado |
me puse demasiado delineador |
Pasé un tiempo en una ciudad nueva, jugando covers por consejos |
Pasé mi cumpleaños este año en Ohio en un hotel Day's Inn |
Todo está en quién eres y dónde has estado |
Que se mete en tus huesos que se mete debajo de tu piel |
No son solo los recuerdos que les quitas |
Eso se mete en tus huesos que se escribe en tu corazón |
Eso se mete debajo de tu piel |
Pasé un tiempo en el lago Michigan, estábamos bebiendo en la escuela secundaria |
Estábamos inquietos y esperando, inquietos y queriendo |
Para que algo se rompa |
Y el tiempo y otro lo estaba viendo marchitarse |
Estaba sosteniendo mis manos, levantando mis manos |
manteniéndolo unido |
Ha habido gente y despedidas |
Y esas cosas que deberías haber visto venir |
Ha habido recuerdos y momentos |
Y esas caras que no puedes olvidar |
Me recosté con mi bebé, estábamos iluminados como linternas |
Estábamos rodando como la risa, rodando como un trueno |
Rodando en tus brazos |
Es una aventura extraña, todo esto envejece |
Hay tanto que medir, tanto que atesorar |
tanto que afligir |
Y hay una chica en el mostrador y me está sirviendo café |
Lleva el pelo largo, tiene demasiado delineador |
Como solía usar |
Me está sirviendo café, tiene demasiado delineador |
Como solía usar |
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