
Data di rilascio: 25.10.2018
Etichetta discografica: AllPoints
Linguaggio delle canzoni: inglese
Sister Self(originale) |
That pole isn’t growing in my black solid sky |
Solid sky |
And pirate ships pulled these shoulders back |
But in morning slumber I gripped the slender palm of my hand |
And I felt the soft of my flesh |
And I stared into my sister self |
And we was running, running, running |
We was climbing, we was fighting |
We was breathing fast |
Praying please |
We were singing |
We were dancing |
We were clapping |
Singing, dancing, clapping |
We were returning to the hills |
Bringing buckets drawn from the wells |
Returning to the hills |
Bringing buckets drawn from the wells |
But I’ve got to hold my own hand |
I’ve got to hold my own hand |
And this is my skin I feel |
And these are the teeth that I clench |
And the hazel of my sight |
Plus the colors she wears is mine |
O that color she’s wearing is mine |
And we was running, running, running |
We was climbing, we was fighting |
We was breathing fast |
Praying please |
We were singing |
We were dancing |
We were clapping |
Singing, dancing, clapping |
We were returning to the hills |
Bringing buckets drawn from the wells |
We were returning to the hills |
Bringing buckets drawn from the wells |
(traduzione) |
Quel polo non sta crescendo nel mio cielo nero e solido |
Cielo solido |
E le navi pirata hanno tirato indietro queste spalle |
Ma nel sonno mattutino ho afferrato il palmo sottile della mia mano |
E sentivo la morbidezza della mia carne |
E ho fissato me stessa di mia sorella |
E noi correvamo, correvamo, correvamo |
Stavamo scalando, stavamo combattendo |
Stavamo respirando velocemente |
Pregando per favore |
Stavamo cantando |
Stavamo ballando |
Stavamo applaudendo |
Cantare, ballare, battere le mani |
Stavamo tornando sulle colline |
Portare secchi prelevati dai pozzi |
Tornando sulle colline |
Portare secchi prelevati dai pozzi |
Ma devo tenermi per mano |
Devo tenermi per mano |
E questa è la mia pelle che sento |
E questi sono i denti che stringo |
E il nocciola della mia vista |
Inoltre i colori che indossa sono i miei |
Oh, quel colore che indossa è mio |
E noi correvamo, correvamo, correvamo |
Stavamo scalando, stavamo combattendo |
Stavamo respirando velocemente |
Pregando per favore |
Stavamo cantando |
Stavamo ballando |
Stavamo applaudendo |
Cantare, ballare, battere le mani |
Stavamo tornando sulle colline |
Portare secchi prelevati dai pozzi |
Stavamo tornando sulle colline |
Portare secchi prelevati dai pozzi |
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