Levi the Poet — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson The Bride
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Paroles
Put a few people on pedestals and they can tell us why we hurt.
And I will hold these people with such high esteem (o my god, if you fail,
you fail the whole machine).
Aren’t we all just wolves in sheep’s clothing?
Shepherd, tend to your flock, but look out for the beast 'cause she’s a mean
one, you see.
She’s beautiful, she’s ugly, her lips taste like honey and she’s been eyeing
you the way that she’s eyeing me.
But my costume is so clean!
I finally tucked my claws inside these little feet and I’m standing so
righteous and haughty!
But I lost interest in your bride (that body) when I stopped recognizing the
groom in the congregation.
Ephesus!
Where is that love?
What it’s this uninviting, apprehensive sensation?
And when did our relationship become exclusive?
There is nothing new underneath that sun but I will not succumb to be recruited
for the only army that shoots the wounded (I would rather be the wounded) — I
AM THE WOUNDED! — SANCTUARY!
O, the church is a whore, but she’s still my mother (and I try to love her).
God knows I love her!
I am her.
Better to lose an arm or a leg (yeah)!
Cast out anything that’s gonna cause you to fail again.
If I wasn’t such a sucker for pain, I would’ve gouged out my eyes nine years
ago, today.
And no need to worry about me pointing out your flaws, I don’t have a speck in
my eye, I’ve got a splintered log and I am not strong enough to cut it off (but
I’m not trusting enough to hand someone else the saw).
So it’s the blind disagreeing with the blind, about sight, and it’s the mute
screaming at the deaf (with all his might) about wrong and right. «I've got a novel full of excuses about why I left the bride, and they’re all
justified!» In broken penmanship and crooked lines: «I AM ENTIRELY BITTER INSIDE» and I need somebody wiser to differentiate between
truths and lies.
Pray my calloused heart beats steady.
I’m pretty good at forgiving, but I’d like to start forgetting and I’m tired of
the rats eating my harp strings.
I miss the sound of her voice when she’d sing: «I'm coming back to the heart of worship, and it’s all about You.
It’s all about You, Jesus.
I’m sorry, Lord, for the things I’ve made it.
It’s all about You.
It’s all about You, Jesus.»
The church may be a whore but she has a lot to teach me, and if love keeps no
record of wrongs then I want to love completely.
We all are whores, we are all lovers, and I am gonna love her.
I am her.
Traduction des paroles
Je suis assez bon pour pardonner, mais j'aimerais commencer à oublier et j'en ai marre
les rats mangent mes cordes de harpe.
Le son de sa voix me manque quand elle chantait: "je reviens au cœur de l'adoration, et tout tourne autour de toi.
Il est tout au sujet de Vous, Jésus.
Je suis désolé, Seigneur, pour les choses que j'ai faites.
Il est tout au sujet de Vous.
Il est tout au sujet de Vous, Jésus.»
L'église peut être une prostituée, mais elle a beaucoup à m'apprendre, et si l'amour ne tient pas
enregistrement des torts alors je veux aimer complètement.
Nous sommes tous des putes, nous sommes tous les amoureux, et je vais l'aimer.
Je suis son.