Traduzione del testo della canzone God Might Love Me (but He Doesn't Know Me Like the Devil Does) - The Bonnevilles

God Might Love Me (but He Doesn't Know Me Like the Devil Does) (originale)

I used to think about silver
I used to think about gold
I used to think of all the pretty things
I used to think I was bold
I used to think about peaches
I used to think about cream
I used to think of all the things I did wrong
Was not the fault of me
God might love me, but he doesn’t know me like the devil does
God might love me, but he doesn’t know me like the devil does
I used to think about diamonds
I used to think about love
Still think of Satan
And the Lord above
I used to think of the righteous
I used to think about kings
I once raked the ashes
Of what was left of me
God might love me, but he doesn’t know me like the devil does
God might love me, but he doesn’t know me like the devil does
I used to think about silver
I used to think about gold
I used to think of all the pretty things
I used to think I was bold
I used to think about peaches
I used to think about cream
I used to think of all the things I did wrong
Was not the fault of me
God might love me, but he doesn’t know me like the devil does
God might love me, but he doesn’t know me like the devil does

God Might Love Me (but He Doesn't Know Me Like the Devil Does) (traduzione)

Pensavo all'argento
Pensavo all'oro
Pensavo a tutte le cose belle
Pensavo di essere audace
Pensavo alle pesche
Pensavo alla crema
Pensavo a tutte le cose che sbagliavo
Non è stata colpa mia
Dio potrebbe amarmi, ma non mi conosce come fa il diavolo
Dio potrebbe amarmi, ma non mi conosce come fa il diavolo
Pensavo ai diamanti
Pensavo all'amore
Pensa ancora a Satana
E il Signore lassù
Pensavo ai giusti
Pensavo ai re
Una volta ho rastrellato le ceneri
Di ciò che era rimasto di me
Dio potrebbe amarmi, ma non mi conosce come fa il diavolo
Dio potrebbe amarmi, ma non mi conosce come fa il diavolo
Pensavo all'argento
Pensavo all'oro
Pensavo a tutte le cose belle
Pensavo di essere audace
Pensavo alle pesche
Pensavo alla crema
Pensavo a tutte le cose che sbagliavo
Non è stata colpa mia
Dio potrebbe amarmi, ma non mi conosce come fa il diavolo
Dio potrebbe amarmi, ma non mi conosce come fa il diavolo