Letras de Southern Cross - Ron Pope

Southern Cross (original)

She was a hard, hard woman with a pilgrim soul
Had a face all lined from I don’t know
Where she has been
But now she’s here with me
We headed North on 29 through Kansas City
4th of July
In the late night fog
There were fireworks to see
And when I’m lost, you are my True North
Carry the weight of my Southern Cross
And though it burns, you don’t fear the hurt
You were born from the dust, you were raised in the dirt
We were all hopped up on kerosene
Or something else that burns, it seemed
That we would never
Put the fire out
I got down on my knees to pray
Forgot the words I used to say
When I was young
Each night ‘fore I laid down
And when I’m lost, you are my True North
Carry the weight of my Southern Cross
And though it burns, you don’t fear the hurt
You were born from the dust, you were raised in the dirt
You were born from the dust, you were raised in the dirt
I’ve been counting stars above the water
Evenin’s winding down
Just thinking bout the things I’ve seen and where I’m runnin now
And when the sun comes up tomorrow I’ll be headed out
Yeah that’s the part I know could tear me down
And when I’m lost, you are my True North
Carry the weight of my Southern Cross
And though it burns, you don’t fear the hurt
You were born from the dust, you were raised in the dirt
And when I’m lost, you are my True North
Carry the weight of my Southern Cross
And though it burns, you don’t fear the hurt
You were born from the dust, you were raised in the dirt
You were born from the dust, you were raised in the dirt
You were born from the dust, you were raised in the dirt

(traducción)

Era una mujer dura, dura con alma de peregrino
Tenía una cara llena de líneas de no sé
donde ha estado
Pero ahora ella está aquí conmigo
Nos dirigimos al norte el 29 a través de Kansas City
4 de julio
En la niebla de la noche
Había fuegos artificiales para ver
Y cuando estoy perdido, eres mi verdadero norte
Llevar el peso de mi Cruz del Sur
Y aunque arde, no le temes al dolor
Naciste del polvo, fuiste criado en la tierra
Todos estábamos salteados con queroseno
O algo más que quema, parecía
Que nunca lo haríamos
Apaga el fuego
Me arrodillé para orar
Olvidé las palabras que solía decir
Cuando era joven
Cada noche antes de acostarme
Y cuando estoy perdido, eres mi verdadero norte
Llevar el peso de mi Cruz del Sur
Y aunque arde, no le temes al dolor
Naciste del polvo, fuiste criado en la tierra
Naciste del polvo, fuiste criado en la tierra
He estado contando estrellas sobre el agua
La tarde se está acabando
Solo pensando en las cosas que he visto y hacia dónde estoy corriendo ahora
Y cuando salga el sol mañana me iré
Sí, esa es la parte que sé que podría derribarme
Y cuando estoy perdido, eres mi verdadero norte
Llevar el peso de mi Cruz del Sur
Y aunque arde, no le temes al dolor
Naciste del polvo, fuiste criado en la tierra
Y cuando estoy perdido, eres mi verdadero norte
Llevar el peso de mi Cruz del Sur
Y aunque arde, no le temes al dolor
Naciste del polvo, fuiste criado en la tierra
Naciste del polvo, fuiste criado en la tierra
Naciste del polvo, fuiste criado en la tierra