Jukebox the Ghost — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Beady Eyes On The Horizon
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Paroles
There’s a dead man hanging
Slumped over the steering wheel
Of an interstate runaway, bursting into flames
And the devil was gently breathing
Sleeping face-down in my apartment
And like all his friends, I’m growing tired of his games
And there’s a homeless man, arranging his hands
Grooving to the beat radiating from a poly scanner
He said, «The air was feeling good to me
As cool and ripe as air can be»
And a woman who sincerely believes in UFOs
Who can blame her when the
Stars are hanging overhead
Dangling by a thread
Floating ten thousand feet off the ground
This was a story told to me
When I was just the age of 17
One which God himself dictated to me
He said, «This is how all this shit’s gonna be
When I blow your little planet into smithereens
Blow your little planet into smithereens»
It haunted my dreams
Like an accident on replay on
The TV screen
She sees faces in her dreams
Strange machines she’d never seen
Blueprints of submarines
To reassemble in a time of dire need
And there were preachers in the desert
Waving to the crowd
Dictating seven angry letters
From a man up in the clouds
And there were 27 soldiers
Telling 27 lies
And a hole inside a hurricane
With a pair of beady eyes
A pair of beady eyes
Looking down
Onto the pavement
While the stars are gathered 'round
Because they all want a front seat
When shit starts going down
Because the sun is just a supernova
Turned the other way around
There were strangers in the subway
And men in limousines, making deals
And swapping photographs of cans of gasoline
There are no angels in the woodwork
Or devils on the ground
They’re looking through a hurricane’s
Tectonic wall of sound
And a man who smokes his cigarettes
The other way around
She is looking in behind him, from inside a wall of sound
And she is dancing with the neon cause
The air is feeling good
Against her arms and legs and fingertips
Are measuring the distance
In the spaces in between
Me and you and all your friends
And there’s no time to load a weapon
No time to make amends
And people frozen in their tracks
They’re staring at the sky
At a hole inside a hurricane revealing
A pair of beady eyes
A pair of beady eyes
Looking down
Onto the pavement
While the stars are gathered 'round
Because they all want a front seat
When shit starts going down
Because the sun is just a supernova
Turned the other way around
This is not a test, this is the real thing
This is not a test, this is the real thing
Traduction des paroles
Dans les espaces entre les
Toi et moi et tous tes amis
Et il n'y a pas de temps pour charger une arme
Pas le temps de faire amende honorable
Et les gens figés dans leurs traces
Ils sont, à regarder le ciel
Dans un trou à l'intérieur d'un ouragan révélant
Une paire de yeux de fouine
Une paire de yeux de fouine
Regardant vers le bas
Sur la chaussée
Alors que les étoiles sont rassemblées ' autour
Parce qu'ils veulent tous un siège avant
Quand la merde commence à tomber
Parce que le soleil n'est qu'une supernova
Tourné dans l'autre sens
Ce n'est pas un test, c'est la vraie chose
Ce n'est pas un test, c'est la vraie chose