Album:
Blu Celeste
Originaltext
italienska
Översättning
engelska
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Fireflies
If I were to die tonight
While singing a song
Here by myself in a wagon
To a million fireflies
The anger and the passion
My heart is at a hundred and eighty1
You tell me about what?
You don't know me
No, you don't know me
You don't know me
(ush pa-paa
ush pa-pa)
I am afraid that
All this waiting isn't enough
That it doesn't cover the pain
As if it were a medicine
My morphine dose
I don't remember where your house is
If I were to die tonight
In a bonfire of flames
I'd sell my soul
That isn't worth a lira
A tear drop
Who knows where it went
I don't remember
If I betrayed her
If I saw her again
And there are many shitty excuses in my life
Only scratches after that evening
On my body like graffiti
Cover me
This train doesn't have a brake
I want to stop
It flows like poison
I don't want to get away anymore
I embrace the pain
Closing my eyes
Without the fear of reopening them
The anger and the passion
My heart is at a hundred and eighty
You tell me about what?
You don't know me
No, you don't know me
You don't know me
(ush pa-paa
ush pa-pa)
I am afraid that
All this waiting isn't enough
That it doesn't cover the pain
As if it were a medicine
My morphine dose
I don't remember where your house is
If I were to die tonight
In a bonfire of flames
I'd sell my soul
That isn't worth a lira
A tear drop
Who knows where it went
I don't remember
If I betrayed her
If I saw her again
And there are many shitty excuses in my life
Only scratches after that evening
On my body like graffiti
Cover me
- 1. a hundred and eighty beats per minute
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