Letras de Up The Tower - Protomartyr

Up The Tower (original)

I gave him a cigarette
So he opened up his head
The man forever on the corner
He called it his pre-vision:
Unhorse for me, dear sir
The marble emperor
Defenestrate the king
The howling waves of people
Crashing through the first blockade
The guards — they washed away
They thundered up the stairwell
Until they reached that golden door
They knocked upon the golden door
Knock it down Knock it down
Knock it down Knock it down
Knock it down Knock it down
Knock it down Knock it down
Knock it down Knock it down
Knock it down Knock it down
Knock it down Knock it down
Knock it down Knock it down
The portraits in the hallway
Look better smashed upon the floor
Gaudy baubles — turned to dust
The hatred he brewed within us
Is now crashing loud upon his shore
The vultures returned to roost
What a lovely view
Horizon looks like fire
Open up the window
Let the light in
Throw him out Throw him out Throw him out
Throw him out Throw him out Throw him out
Throw him out Throw him out Throw him out
Throw him out Throw him out Throw him out
Throw him out Throw him out Throw him out
Throw him out Throw him out Throw him out
Throw him out Throw him out Throw him out
Throw him out Throw him out Throw him out
Throw him out Throw him out Throw him out
Throw him out Throw him out Throw him out
Throw him out Throw him out Throw him out
Throw him out Throw him out Throw him out
Throw him out Throw him out Throw him out
Throw him out Throw him out Throw him out
Throw him out Throw him out Throw him out
Throw him out Throw him out Throw him out
What a lovely view
From the window
What a lovely dream

(traducción)

le di un cigarro
Así que abrió la cabeza
El hombre siempre en la esquina
Él lo llamó su pre-visión:
Descabalga para mí, querido señor
El emperador de mármol
Defenestrar al rey
Las olas aullantes de la gente
Rompiendo el primer bloqueo
Los guardias, se lavaron
Trotaron por la escalera
Hasta que llegaron a esa puerta dorada
Llamaron a la puerta dorada
Derribarlo Derribarlo
Derribarlo Derribarlo
Derribarlo Derribarlo
Derribarlo Derribarlo
Derribarlo Derribarlo
Derribarlo Derribarlo
Derribarlo Derribarlo
Derribarlo Derribarlo
Los retratos en el pasillo
Se ven mejor aplastados en el suelo
Adornos llamativos, convertidos en polvo
El odio que infundió dentro de nosotros
Ahora está chocando fuerte contra su orilla
Los buitres volvieron a posarse
Que hermosa vista
El horizonte parece fuego.
Abre la ventana
deja entrar la luz
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Que hermosa vista
Desde la ventana
que lindo sueño