Översättning: Peter LeMarc. Ring I Dina Klockor.
The lights go out and I can't be saved Tides that I tried to swim against Have brought me down upon my knees Oh I beg, I beg and plead singing Come out
Has it come and gone? Is it long before the spirit shaves his legs? Is it wrapped in trash, sent back to a sanitation tank? Is it disinfected, disconnected
I've got this feeling that there's something that I missed (I could do most anything to you) Don't you breathe, don't you breathe (I could do most anything
Brilliant, a word describing something dumb You create to desecrate the villain I've become A prophet, not to be made but heard Speaks in tongues and
Here is a scale, weigh it out and you will find Easily, more than sufficient doubt that These colors you see were picked in advance By some careful hand
I'm a chicken hawk, huntin' for a chicken Get paranoid when you hear my Glock clickin' Speakin' to the punk-ass victim With the bitch-ass styles I hit
I heard the bells on Christmas Day their old familiar carols play And wild and sweet the words repeat of peace on earth goodwill to men I thought as
Yo, I got coke for y'all niggaz, dope for y'all niggaz Hoes for y'all niggaz, shows for y'all niggaz My Startec niggaz, Motorola outed Zone coaster, hold
My grandfather's clock was too large for the shelf So it stood ninety years on the floor It was taller by half than the old man himself Though it weighed
Way down South, down a long dusty road There's an old round shackled house that nobody lives in anymore And if you walk down the hall and look You'll
I heard the bells on Christmas Day Their old familiar carols play And wild and sweet the words repeat Of peace on earth goodwill to men I thought how
The reflecting of light and the traces of dust The heart of it One movement in response to the holler All of it Mouthing the word and smile Thou
I had a small friend, who had a fat friend, who had a big friend, who gave birth to many friends, with our flashlights to the sky, we waited for them
In the boardroom the quiet man Takes a second to think what to do He's out of his seat and he's starting to speak And he hears his own voice For years
Solo y sin perder el tiempo disfrutando del silencio, ladridos de fondo con ecos lejanos, descubren mi soledad encarnada. En el crepusculo del
Sin poderme comparar haciendo uso de derecho, entre antiguos muros intento hacerme ver. Tres finos cristales que unidos hacen uno, y separan
