Alesana — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson The Artist
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Paroles
What is wrong with her eyes?
A glossy stare that won’t leave me be Starts my blood running cold
A gaze that could make hell freeze over
I have to understand she’s gone
But she’s not, don’t you tell me that she is dead
Watch her lips softly move
Because she’s still whispering to me And something here is not quite right
Skin so cold beneath my touch
As I brush back her hair and close her eyes
But I cannot stand to turn away
When I do, she’ll be gone
It’s frightening
Sweaty hands will fail to lock the door
They’ll be here soon
I wish I could keep my teeth from grinding
I wish I’d stop looking behind me Running now will only make it worse
They’ll be here soon
I wish I could shake the awful feeling
I wish my mind would stop
Maybe I am crazy
And my mind is trying to deceive me As the ground vanishes, I wonder
Will the sky be the next to fail me?
Paint abandons canvas
And my brush can’t seem to start again from scratch
As I watch everything unravel
Why should I even try to stop the collapse?
I won’t
Shaking as I rest her body down
No one knows, only me It’s frightening
Sweaty hands will fail to lock the door
They’ll be here soon
I wish I could keep my teeth from grinding
I wish I’d stop looking behind me Running now will only make it worse
They’ll be here soon
I wish I could shake the awful feeling
I wish my mind would stop
Maybe I am crazy
And my mind is trying to deceive me As the ground vanishes, I wonder
Will the sky be the next to fail me?
Paint abandons canvas
And my brush can’t seem to start again from scratch
As I watch everything unravel
Why should I even try to stop the collapse?
Why should I even try to stop the collapse?
Why should I even try?
There’s a madman glaring, straight at me Oh, I know I’ve seen his face before
I am sure I’ve seen his face before
Maybe I am crazy
And my mind is trying to deceive me As the ground vanishes I wonder
Will the sky be the next to fail me?
Paint abandons canvas
And my brush can’t seem to start again from scratch
As I watch everything unravel
Why should I even try to stop the collapse?
I won’t
Traduction des paroles
Et mon esprit essaie de me tromper alors que le sol disparaît je me demande
Le ciel sera-t-il le prochain à me manquer?
Peinture abandonne toile
Et mon pinceau n'arrive pas à recommencer à zéro
Comme je regarde tout démêler
Pourquoi devrais-je même essayer d'arrêter l'effondrement?
Je ne vais pas