Beth Gibbons - Lonely carousel

Tekst :

It s a look
This game we play
We can t escape
We have to attend
It s life you see

When i have tried to amuse myself
To celebrate the fun fair
The pleasures i seek
Are far too discreet for me

And all the time
The world unwinds
I can t deny the way i feel
The truth is lost beyond this lonely carousel
And all these words
They mean nothing at all
Just a cruel remedy
A strange tragedy
Of what will be

After i tried
To discover the answers to why
To look for a meaning
Inside of this dreaming i had

And words that i ve said
Are spinning round
Would sing alone inside my head
Nothing will change
It s always the same
Please make it stop

And all the time
The world unwinds
I can t deny the way i feel
The truth is lost beyond this lonely carousel
And all these words
They mean nothing at all
Just a cruel remedy
A strange tragedy
Of what will be

And all the time
The world unwinds
I can t deny the way i feel
The truth is lost beyond this carousel

Inne utwory

  • Candy says
  • Resolve
  • Spider monkey
  • Funny time of the year
  • Sand river
  • Show
  • Mysteries
  • Drake
  • Romance
  • Tom the model
  • Rustin man
  • Losowe utwory

    Just a friend

    Ohhh yeah
    Yeah, yeah, yeah

    [Chorus:]
    I can t believe it girl
    You wanna leave me girl
    Let s fall in love again
    Baby she was just a friend
    And now I m tryna call
    But your phone is off
    I know I broke your heart
    But baby she was just...

    A path beyond premonition

    A way to travel
    Discover and explore
    Through man s anterior lives
    To learn unspokenlores
    Regression of the mind
    Can t make it possible
    To bring back existence
    Where you had once dwelled before

    Dormant souls... Resurrected

    A brain transfer
    From a sick man to a fresh cadaver
    Prolongs the phases
    To scan beyond his alzheimer
    A rediscovery
    Of lives which were forsaken

    Avoid the...

    Astrolog

    Sowie źrenice, jak czarne księżyce
    W ognistych pierścieniach posyłam w mgławice
    Trwożliwych szelestów mysiego protestu
    Przed życiem,
    Któremu na imię bezkresny jest przestwór.

    W spazmach i splotach najlichsza istota
    Wypełnia swój los parabolą żywota
    I gasnąc przepada wśród świateł miriadów -
    Maskota
    Potęgi, co Stwórcą nazywa się Ładu.

    Meet my friend

    REFRAIN:
    Meet my friend, he knows every little trick
    Meet my friend called dick
    Meet my friend, he knows every little trick
    Meet my friend called dick

    I ve got a friend
    He s so much fun
    And I know he s...

    Das marchen der weissen lagune

    Das Märchen der weißen Lagune erzählt der Wind jede Nacht
    den Fischern weit auf dem Meer.
    In jener Nacht wurden Tränen zu Perlen

    dort stand ein Mädchen am Strand und spürte
    er kommt nicht mehr.
    Und als der neue Morgen kam
    war ihr...