Información de la canción En esta página puedes encontrar la letra de la canción Performance, artista - Happy Mondays. canción del álbum Bummed, en el genero Альтернатива
Fecha de emisión: 31.12.2006
Etiqueta de registro: London Music Stream Ltd. LC77554
Idioma de la canción: inglés
Performance(original) |
One day he was admiring his reflection |
In his favorite mirror |
When he realised all too clearly |
What a freakin' old beasty man he was |
Who is? |
you is, you is now son |
I took to hiding, I took to hiding |
I took to hiding, hiding strange things |
I took to dribbling, we took to dribbing down my front |
I starting running, I starting running on the spot |
Picture, picture, now i’m gonna eat your |
Picture, picture, now i’m gonna eat ya |
We’re all food, your cake |
We’re all the food, your weirdos' cream |
Quick quick, fast fast, quick quick, fast fast |
I took to dribbling, I took to dribbing down my front |
You took to hiding, you took to hiding strange things |
One day she was touching her reflection |
In her favorite mirror |
When she relised all to clearly |
What a freakin' old weirdo she was |
Who was? |
She was, she is… |
Fast fast, quick quick, quick quick, fast fast |
She took to hiding, she took to hiding strange things |
I took to dribbling, I took to dribbing down my front |
(traducción) |
Un día estaba admirando su reflejo |
En su espejo favorito |
Cuando se dio cuenta con demasiada claridad |
Que maldito viejo bestia era |
¿Quien es? |
eres, eres ahora hijo |
tomé a esconderme, tomé a esconderme |
Me acostumbré a esconderme, esconder cosas extrañas |
Me acostumbré a driblar, nos dimos a driblar por mi frente |
Empiezo a correr, empiezo a correr en el acto |
Imagen, imagen, ahora me voy a comer tu |
Imagen, imagen, ahora te voy a comer |
Todos somos comida, tu pastel |
Somos toda la comida, la crema de tus bichos raros |
Rápido rápido, rápido rápido, rápido rápido, rápido rápido |
Me dio por driblar, me dio por driblar por mi frente |
Te dedicaste a esconderte, te dedicaste a esconder cosas extrañas |
Un día ella estaba tocando su reflejo. |
En su espejo favorito |
Cuando se basó en todo para claramente |
Qué maldita vieja rara era |
¿Quien fue? |
Ella era, ella es... |
Rápido rápido, rápido rápido, rápido rápido, rápido rápido |
Le dio por esconderse, le dio por esconder cosas extrañas |
Me dio por driblar, me dio por driblar por mi frente |