Caravage — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson All the saturday lies
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Paroles
He wakes up lying in the morning dew
The weather's cold but there's something new
Since he collapsed the night before
Everything has changed for evermore
Then he suddenly cries
Thinkin' 'bout the heartbreaking saturday lies
Weird names start sparkling on the phone
She's surely not the little girl he's known
He could panic or lose his head
"Everything sounds heavenly different" he said
Then he hardly tries
Remem'bering all the heavy saturday lies
Yes he hardly tries
Then he realises
All the saturday lies
Vodka drinking and shaking hands
Hunting antilopes to their bitter ends
Now what is left of all that show
Broken promises like ripped-up pillows
Spread out feathers and marmelade
Does he remember anything he said
Now what is left of all that show
Broken promises like ripped-up pillows
Tell me how's it feel
Tell me what is real
Traduction des paroles
Il se réveille allongé dans la rosée du matin le temps est froid mais il y a quelque chose de nouveau depuis qu'il s'est effondré la veille tout a changé pour toujours puis il pleure soudainement Thinkin' 'bout the heartbreaking saturday lies Weird names start sparkling on the phone She's surely not the little girl he's known He could panic or lose his head "Everything sounds heathful different" he said Then he hardly tries Remem'Bering all the heavy saturday lies Yes he hardly tries Then he realizes All the saturday lies Vodka drinking and shaking hands Hunting antilopes to their bitter ends Now what is left of all that show Broken promises comme des oreillers déchirés des plumes étalées et de la marmelade se souvient-il de tout ce qu'il a dit Maintenant ce qui reste de tout ce qui montre des promesses non tenues comme des oreillers déchirés dites-moi comment ça se sent dites-moi ce qui est réel