The Birthday Massacre - Pale
I'm looking at a face, a pointed chin
Towards the sky, an arrogance
It easily betrays the closest friend
No moment lost, no consequence
A circle starts again
(Away from you)
Deception pulls us in
(Away from you)
Away from you
(Away from you)
Imitation, a fabrication
A pretty fake, a counterfeit
An empty carcass behind the artist
Is there a trace of innocence?
So how do you portray the sentiment?
The ruse is brought, the truth is spent
And much to our dismay, they're ignorant
The more that we make up, the more it fits
A circle starts again
(Away from you)The Birthday Massacre - Pale - http://motolyrics.com/the-birthday-massacre/pale-lyrics-spanish-translation.html
Deception pulls us in
(Away from you)
Away from you
(Away from you)
Imitation, a fabrication
A pretty fake, a counterfeit
An empty carcass behind the artist
Is there a trait of innocence?
This doesn't feel right, feels like
Everything's further away
Dead as the nightlife, hindsight
Watching another mistake
We never feel right, long night
Following into the day
Dead as the street light, pure white
Washing the color away
Imitation, a fabrication
A pretty fake, a counterfeit
An empty carcass behind the artist
Is there a trait of innocence?
The Birthday Massacre - Pálido (Spanish translation)
Estoy buscando un rostro, una barbilla puntiaguda
Hacia el cielo, una arrogancia
Es fácil traicionar al amigo cercano
Sin perder momento, sin consecuencia
El circulo comienza de nuevo, lejos de ti
El engaño nos empuja dentro, lejos de ti
Lejos de ti, lejos de ti...
Una imitación, una fabricación
Un lindo fraude, una falsificación
Un cadáver vacío detrás del artista
¿Hay algún rastro de inocencia?
Entonces ¿Como retratar un sentimiento?The Birthday Massacre - Pale - http://motolyrics.com/the-birthday-massacre/pale-lyrics-spanish-translation.html
El truco es traído, la verdad es doblada
Y muy a nuestro pesar, son ignorantes
Cuanto mas inventamos mas encaja
Esto no se siente bien
Se siente como que todo estuviera lejos
Muerto como la vida nocturna, retrospectiva, observando otro error
Nunca te sentirás bien, noches largas
Siguiendo en el día
Pálido como la luz de la calle, blanco puro
Lavando el color