| Kent – Dom som försvann Lyrics | 19 years ago |
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I’ll try to translate this song: I have burned my records Burned your letters And the ash lies in heaps Solstickepojken (the boy on the cover of Swedish matchboxes) he smiles He pleads Light your thoughts on fire With your black silent tears And we know, and you know, everything ends Slowly she walks out of the room Come let’s leave this place Let us travel somewhere Travel far from here Let’s become the ones who disappeared Come let’s forget about death He smokes in our bed Come and warm yourself by the embers Of our smoking home, the floors are singing again You give us cold shivers With your black silent tears And we know, everyone knows, that it ends Slowly she walks out of the room Come let’s leave this place Let us travel somewhere Travel far from here Let’s become the ones who disappeared The camera slides over golden fields (Yes we know, you need help) This town drives me crazy tonight (Never again will you find your way home) Wanted to give everything tonight (Never again will you be yourself x4) The camera slides over golden fields (Yes we know, you need help) This town drives me crazy again (Never again will you be yourself) And I really think my soul starves to death (One becomes so tired of your damned whining x7) |
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| Levellers – Is This Art? Lyrics | 19 years ago |
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This is one of their best songs according to me! The meaning is quite obvious; man's obsession with dissecting all wonders of nature and turning them into hollowed facts of science and our manic attempts to then control these and use them to our own advantage. |
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