The Shins - Kissing The Lipless
Called to see
If your back
Was still aligned
And your sheets
Were growing grass
All on the corners of your bed
But you've got too much to wear
On your sleeves
It has too much to do with me
And secretly
I want to bury in the yard
The grey remains of a friendship scarred
You told us of your new life there
You got someone coming round
Gluing tinsel to your crown
He's got you talkin' pretty loud
You berate remember
Your ailing heart and your criminal eyes
You say you're still in loveThe Shins - Kissing The Lipless - http://motolyrics.com/the-shins/kissing-the-lipless-lyrics-spanish-translation.html
If it's true, what can be done?
It's hard to leave all those moments behind
Called to see
If your back
Was still aligned
And your sheets
All growing grass
All on the corners of your bed
But you've got too much to wear
On your sleeves
It has too much to do with me
And secretly
I want to bury in the yard
The grey remains of a friendship scarred
You've tested your mettle of
Doe's skin and petals
While kissing the lipless
Who bleed all the sweetness away
The Shins - Besando al sin labios (Spanish translation)
Llamé para ver
si tu espalda seguía alineada
y si a tus sábanas les estaba creciendo césped en las esquinas de tu cama
Pero tu tienes muchos sentimientos que mostrar a flor de piel
que tienen tanto que ver conmigo
y secretamente quiero enterrar en el patio
los grises restos de una amistad con cicatrices.
Nos contaste de tu nueva vida allá
tienes a alguien que te ronda
pegándole diamantina a tu corona
últimamente hablas más alto que antes
Déjate recordar
tu corazón dolido y tus ojos criminales
dices que sigues enamoradaThe Shins - Kissing The Lipless - http://motolyrics.com/the-shins/kissing-the-lipless-lyrics-spanish-translation.html
si es verdad, ¿Qué se puede hacer?
es difícil dejar todos esos momentos atrás
Llamé para ver
si tu espalda seguía alineada
y si a tus sábanas les estaba creciendo césped en las esquinas de tu cama
Pero tu tienes muchos sentimientos que mostrar a flor de piel
que tienen tanto que ver conmigo
y secretamente quiero enterrar en el patio
los grises restos de una amistad con cicatrices.
Has puesto a prueba tu temple de
piel de coneja y pétalos
besando al sin labios
que desangró toda la dulzura de ti