Camper Van Beethoven — The Humid Press Of Days tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "The Humid Press Of Days", wykonawca: Camper Van Beethoven.
Tekst piosenki
What did it mean to fly
A tremor in your soul
To resist the dull existence of gravity
Upward bound, trees fly
Two meadows and a fields
And the border is a simple line of hills
A dingy calm uncoiled
Between heavens and the Earth
Whispered nonsense into your radio
Now afternoons you seldom move
Grounded to a little bit of earth
And, after all, time barely crawls
Unoccupied, between each breath it sticks
What did it mean to fly
When you were bound to the Earth
A release from the humid press of days
Now afternoons it hardly moves
I wonder how you make it through each day
And, after all, time barely crawls
Unoccupied, between each breath it sticks
What did it mean to fly
A tremor in your soul
To resist the dull existence of gravity
What did it mean to you
An early chat with death
To pull your body for a moment from your soul
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
What did it mean to fly
A tremor in your soul
Aby oprzeć się nudnemu istnieniu grawitacji
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Dwie łąki i pola
A granicą jest prosta linia wzgórz
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Między Niebem a Ziemią
Szeptał bzdury do Twojego radia
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I w końcu czas ledwo pełza
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What did it mean to fly
When you were bound to the Earth
A release from the humid press of days
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I wonder how you make it through every day
I w końcu czas ledwo pełza
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What did it mean to fly
A tremor in your soul
Aby oprzeć się nudnemu istnieniu grawitacji
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