
Fecha de emisión: 31.12.2007
Etiqueta de registro: Playground Music Scandinavia, Startracks
Idioma de la canción: inglés
Odessa(original) |
Move your hands |
If move them you must |
At a steady pace |
Ever so lightly |
Wander off accordingly |
Leave not a single trace |
Close your eyes |
If close them you must |
Momentarily only for me |
Now open wide |
And let them reside |
In the awakening of life |
Patiently |
Hauling the weight of our infancy |
I remember every sound |
Every single heartbreaking sound |
Heavenly memories cut like a knife |
Carving its way through the remains of us |
Lately it seems everything that we touch |
Gradually turns to the softest of dust |
We have revalued the worst parts in us |
We have portrayed the delusion of trust |
Lately it seems everything that we touch |
Gradually turns into piles of dust |
Sweet soft dust |
But everything that you took from me |
Was mine to give |
And everything that you thought you gave |
Wasn’t there at all |
But everything that you took from me |
Was mine to give |
And everything that you thought you gave |
Wasn’t there at all |
Heavenly memories cut like a knife |
Carving its way through the remains of us |
Lately it seems everything that we touch |
Gradually turns to the softest of dust |
We have revalued the worst parts in us |
We have portrayed the delusion of trust |
Lately it seems everything that we touch |
Gradually turns into piles of dust |
Sweet soft dust |
(traducción) |
Mueve tus manos |
Si los mueves debes |
A un ritmo constante |
Siempre tan a la ligera |
Desplácese en consecuencia |
no dejes ni un solo rastro |
Cierra tus ojos |
Si los cierras debes |
momentaneamente solo para mi |
Ahora abre de par en par |
Y déjalos residir |
En el despertar de la vida |
Pacientemente |
Cargando el peso de nuestra infancia |
Recuerdo cada sonido |
Cada sonido desgarrador |
Recuerdos celestiales cortados como un cuchillo |
Tallando su camino a través de los restos de nosotros |
Últimamente parece que todo lo que tocamos |
Gradualmente se convierte en el polvo más suave |
Hemos revalorizado lo peor de nosotros |
Hemos retratado el delirio de confianza |
Últimamente parece que todo lo que tocamos |
Gradualmente se convierte en montones de polvo |
Dulce polvo suave |
Pero todo lo que me quitaste |
Era mío para dar |
Y todo lo que pensaste que diste |
no estaba allí en absoluto |
Pero todo lo que me quitaste |
Era mío para dar |
Y todo lo que pensaste que diste |
no estaba allí en absoluto |
Recuerdos celestiales cortados como un cuchillo |
Tallando su camino a través de los restos de nosotros |
Últimamente parece que todo lo que tocamos |
Gradualmente se convierte en el polvo más suave |
Hemos revalorizado lo peor de nosotros |
Hemos retratado el delirio de confianza |
Últimamente parece que todo lo que tocamos |
Gradualmente se convierte en montones de polvo |
Dulce polvo suave |
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