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Regina Spektor - Apres Moi
Előadó: | Regina Spektor |
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Album: | Keressük! |
Szövegírók: |
Regina Spektor |
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Zeneszerzők: |
Regina Spektor |
Kiadó: | Keressük! |
Stílus: | Keressük! |
Címkék: | Keressük! |
Megtekintve: Ma 1, összesen 355 alkalommal
Dalszöveg
[Verse 1]
I must go on standing
You can't break that which isn't yours
I must go on standing
I'm not my own, it's not my choice
[Chorus]
Be afraid of the lame, they'll inherit your legs
Be afraid of the old, they'll inherit your souls
Be afraid of the cold, they'll inherit your blood
Après moi, le deluge
After me comes the flood
[Verse 2]
I must go on standing
You can't break that which isn't, isn't yours, yours
I must go on standing
I'm not my own, it's not my choice
[Chorus]
Be afraid of the lame, they'll inherit your legs
Be afraid of the old, they'll inherit your souls
Be afraid of the cold, they'll inherit your blood
Après moi, le deluge
After me comes the flood
Be afraid of the lame, they'll inherit your legs
Be afraid of the old, they'll inherit your souls
Be afraid of the cold, they'll inherit your blood
Après moi, le deluge
After me, flood
[Verse 3]*
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[Chorus]
Be afraid of the lame, they'll inherit your legs
Be afraid of the old, they'll inherit your souls
Be afraid of the cold, they'll inherit your blood
Après moi, le deluge
After me comes the flood
[Verse 4]
I must go on standing
You can't break that which isn't yours
I must go on standing
I'm not my own, It's not my choice
[Outro]
I, I must go on stan-stan-ding-dong
You can't, can't break that, that
Which isn't, isn't yours, yours
I, I must go on stan-stan-ding-dong
I'm not, not my own, own
It's not, not my choice, choice
*[ Words from a poem by Boris Pasternak. English translation:
February. Get ink, shed tears.
Write of it, sob your heart out, sing,
While torrential slush that roars
Burns in the blackness of the spring.]
I must go on standing
You can't break that which isn't yours
I must go on standing
I'm not my own, it's not my choice
[Chorus]
Be afraid of the lame, they'll inherit your legs
Be afraid of the old, they'll inherit your souls
Be afraid of the cold, they'll inherit your blood
Après moi, le deluge
After me comes the flood
[Verse 2]
I must go on standing
You can't break that which isn't, isn't yours, yours
I must go on standing
I'm not my own, it's not my choice
[Chorus]
Be afraid of the lame, they'll inherit your legs
Be afraid of the old, they'll inherit your souls
Be afraid of the cold, they'll inherit your blood
Après moi, le deluge
After me comes the flood
Be afraid of the lame, they'll inherit your legs
Be afraid of the old, they'll inherit your souls
Be afraid of the cold, they'll inherit your blood
Après moi, le deluge
After me, flood
[Verse 3]*
Февраль. Достать чернил и плакать!
Писать о феврале навзрыд
Пока грохочущая слякоть
Весною черною горит
[Chorus]
Be afraid of the lame, they'll inherit your legs
Be afraid of the old, they'll inherit your souls
Be afraid of the cold, they'll inherit your blood
Après moi, le deluge
After me comes the flood
[Verse 4]
I must go on standing
You can't break that which isn't yours
I must go on standing
I'm not my own, It's not my choice
[Outro]
I, I must go on stan-stan-ding-dong
You can't, can't break that, that
Which isn't, isn't yours, yours
I, I must go on stan-stan-ding-dong
I'm not, not my own, own
It's not, not my choice, choice
*[ Words from a poem by Boris Pasternak. English translation:
February. Get ink, shed tears.
Write of it, sob your heart out, sing,
While torrential slush that roars
Burns in the blackness of the spring.]
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