The Circle Ends Here — Annihilation of Entire Cities tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Annihilation of Entire Cities", wykonawca: The Circle Ends Here.
Tekst piosenki
He screams in his own puddle
He lies in his deathbed
as his broken face looks straight into me the wind comes swift through
the violins start to sound the waterfalls as i see my grasp to life unchain
as i outstretch my hand
to the wuonded brother
and even know what you mean to me
i rub my eyes so i can’t see
'cause when to far away
to perceive
i stand
here by my side
here by my hand
the arid dry grossness in me remains still
remains still, still
i try to keep my eyes from closing
but i speak disregarding
the possible annhilation
of entire cities
where brothers turn to numbers
we are all just pawns in a game
and after all
even here the material
is the same
this artwork of thick drapery rests on a white altar, a white altar
Our portarit is sorrounded by the figure of an elder in a black coffin
writing her own epitaph
on these jagged rocks lost children
point the fingers to blame eachother
to blame eachother
and from the light comes the next
always stuck sorrounded by the same walls
He walks down that same old road, road
and falls in that same old hole
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Krzyczy we własnej kałuży
Leży na łożu śmierci.
gdy jego złamana twarz patrzy wprost na mnie, wiatr szybko przechodzi
skrzypce zaczynają brzmieć wodospady, gdy widzę, że moje chwytanie do życia jest niezachwiane.
as i outstretch my hand
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i nawet wiem, co dla mnie znaczysz.
pocieram oczy, żeby nie widzieć.
'cause when to far away
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stoję
here by my side
here by my hand
sucha, sucha obrzydliwość we mnie pozostaje wciąż
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staram się nie zamykać oczu.
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the possible annhilation
całych miast
where brothers turn to numbers
wszyscy jesteśmy tylko pionkami w grze.
i po tym wszystkim
nawet tutaj Materiał
jest tak samo.
to dzieło grubej draperii spoczywa na białym ołtarzu, białym ołtarzu
Nasz portarit jest zmartwiony przez postać starszego w czarnej trumnie
napisanie własnego Epitafium
on these jagged rocks lost children
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and from the light comes the next
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He walks down that same old road, road
and falls in that same old hole