Lauryn Hill-Everything is Everything
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Everything is everything
What is meant to be, will be
After winter, must come spring
Change, it comes eventually...
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Everything is everything
What is meant to be, will be
After winter, must come spring
Change, it comes eventually...
| Paranoid android Please could you stop the noise I'm tryin to get some rest From all the unborn chicken voices in my head What's that? What's that? When I am king you will be first against the wall With your opinions which are of no consequence at all What's that? What's that? Ambition makes you look pretty ugly Kicking screaming gucci little piggy You don't remember, you don't remember Why don't you remember my name? Off with his head man, off with his head! Why won't he remember my name? I guess he does Raindown raindown come and raindown on me From a great height, from a great haaaeeeeeiii. haaaaeeeeeiiii Raindown rain down come and rain down on me From a great height, from a great aaaaaeeeeee That's it sir you're leaving The crackle of pig skin The dust and the screaming The yuppies networking The panic The vomit The panic The vomit God loves his children God loves his children, yeah |
| Paranoid android Por favor podrias detener el ruido, estoy intentando descansar de todas las voces de pollos nonatos en mi cabeza Que es eso (yo debo...ser...paranoico...pero...no...un androide) Cuando sea rey, serás el primero contra la pared. con tu opinión que no es para nada importante Qué es eso. (yo debo...ser...paranoico...pero...no...un androide) La ambición te hace parecer muy fea pateando protestando pequeña cerdita gucci tú no recuerdas, tú no recuerdas ¿Porqué no recuerdas mi nombre ? que le corten la cabeza tio ¿porqué no va a recordar mi nombre? supongo que lo hace llueve llueve vamos, que llueva sobre mí. sobre mi desde una gran altura desde una gran altura ........ Eso es señor, te vas el crujido de piel de cerdo el polvo y los gritos los yuppies negociando el pánico, el vómito el pánico, el vómito Dios ama a sus hijos Dios ama a sus hijos, yeah |
No surprises
A heart that's full up like a landfill
A job that slowly kills you
Bruises that won't heal
You look so tired and happy
Bring down the government
They don't
They don't speak for us
I'll take a quiet life
A handshake
Some carbon monoxide
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
Silent
Silent
This is my final fit
My final bellyache with
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises please
Such a pretty house and such a pretty garden
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises please
Sin sorpresas
Un corazón que está tan lleno como un vertedero
un trabajo que lentamente te mata
contunsiones/moretones que no se curarán
pareces tan cansado_infeliz
derriba al gobierno, ellos no, ellos no hablan para nosotros
Llevaré una vida tranquila, un apretón de manos, algo de
monóxido de carbono
Sin alarmas y sin sorpresas
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silencio
Este es mi último ataque, mi último dolor de barriga
sin alarmas y sin sorpresas
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una casa tan bonita, un jardín tan bonito
Sin alarmas y sin sorpresas
por favor
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kmfZXZronW8
I slipped away
I slipped on a little white lie
We’ve got heads on sticks
You’ve got ventriloquists
We’ve got heads on sticks
You’ve got ventriloquists
Standing in the shadows at the end of my bed
Standing in the shadows at the end of my bed
Standing in the shadows at the end of my bed
Standing in the shadows at the end of my bed
Rats and children follow me out of town
Rats and children follow me out of their homes
Watch it.
FUENTE DE LA TRADUCCIÓN: http://radiohead.mx/letra-traduccion/kid-a/
Deslicé
me delicé sobre una pequeña mentira
tenemos cabezas sobre palos
Tu tienes ventrílocuos
tenemos cabezas sobre palos
Tu tienes ventrílocuos
Parado en las sombras al final de mi cama
Parado en las sombras al final de mi cama
Parado en las sombras al final de mi cama
Parado en las sombras al final de mi cama
Las ratas y los niños me siguen fuera del pueblo
Las ratas y los niños me siguen fuera de sus casas
Vamos chicos...
Reckoner
You can't take it with you
Does it for the pleasure
You were not to blame for
Bittersweet distractors
Dare not speak his name
Dedicated to all you
All your needs
Because we separate
The ripples on a black shore
Because we separate
The ripples on a black shore
Reckoner
Dedicated to all you human beings