Engleză
Traducere
Originală
Streets
Fă click aici pentru a vedea versurile originale (Suedeză)
When we walk now
Something inside me tells me
That this is the last time
Tender words but they lead nowhere,
but downfall
Across streets, across black squares
And through drying tears
And one morning at sunrise,
So we just want to get away, away, away, away
And what a part of me wants,
Someone else doesn't at all
When you drink your wine
And when you come to your senses
And what I almost want,
You don't want at all
When we chase on in unusually tight shirts
And I can see you walk on by,
But I can't help it,
To rejoice in our actual bright moments
Every day we've woken up hand in hand,
Just to wait until darkness returns
There's only debris left
Nothing's like it used to be
The dream burnt at the horizon
And we've had our time
It doesn't matter what we say now
And we've had our time
It doesn't matter what we say now
It's not about directly translating words, it's about translating the message.
If you want to use my translations, please ask for permission first.