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Original Espanhol Corrigir

Gold Fronts

fontes de ouro

The sun bent down and spoke with the last of the lips The sun bent down and spoke with the last of the lips A tendência do sol, e falou com o último dos lábios They spoke of hell and things they'd never miss They spoke of hell and things they'd never miss Eles falavam do inferno e coisas que eles nunca perder Bridge shelter and the cold creek bed Bridge shelter and the cold creek bed Ponte abrigo e leito do riacho frio That breaks backs and leads eyes down That breaks backs and leads eyes down Isso quebra costas e leva os olhos para baixo Until faces drag against the dirt and ears living in that muddy sound Until faces drag against the dirt and ears living in that muddy sound Até faces arrastar contra a sujeira e os ouvidos que vivem nesse som lamacento Where the white whales roll just once a year Where the white whales roll just once a year Quando as baleias brancas roll apenas uma vez por ano And the arm feeds the hatchet with an African appetite And the arm feeds the hatchet with an African appetite E o braço alimenta as pazes com um apetite Africano Matched machetes sparkle shine Matched machetes sparkle shine Matched sparkle machetes brilhar And shape that small-scale guillotine And shape that small-scale guillotine E a forma que guilhotina em pequena escala I've been getting pretty sleeping in these boxes I've been getting pretty sleeping in these boxes Eu fui ficando bonita dormindo nessas caixas With those blackened mule faces outside my door With those blackened mule faces outside my door Com os rostos enegrecidos mula fora da minha porta Shouting Shouting Gritos Oooohhhhh Oooohhhhh Oooohhhhh The club met the seal and the seal met the dog The club met the seal and the seal met the dog O clube reuniu o selo eo carimbo encontrou o cão That carried the man to the end of the trail That carried the man to the end of the trail Isso levou o homem até o final da trilha Where they walked down the streets pavement Where they walked down the streets pavement Onde andaram pelas ruas do pavimento Was black beneath their feet Was black beneath their feet Era preto debaixo de seus pés I have been having a little trouble with these black glass lungs I have been having a little trouble with these black glass lungs Eu tenho tido um pequeno problema com esses pulmões de vidro preto And dealing in the man with the gold tooth grin And dealing in the man with the gold tooth grin E tratar do homem com um sorriso dente de ouro

Composição: John Baldwin Gourley





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