Category: Traductions/Translations

Blood for blood, mouth-to-mouth, As you fuck, place your bets Future’s a nigger and not with vinegar Are caught flying carpets. Life is but a blind train Where ...

There, where I once lived We had some sunlight Hung at the window And a garden in the gutter A mirror for the wind and my smile for the charm My lover, who care...

My girl never puts on an act I know it for a fact That she’s sincere She doesn’t pose for magasines She works in warehouses Near the piers In a shabby Brooklyn ...

Never mind the tyranny The triumph of marionettes Life sings a sweet litany For Love is not over yet My tender friend, in your arms All of our playful alarms Ha...

Right before the day is dawning When the spider is still weaving The black silken web of its flag Here comes the whole inventory Of our worldly gallery The stre...

They have not yet befriended them The lawyers, the notable ones And they are not yet invited For dinners in high society They are not yet polite, mannered As Fa...

She would come home early to sit herself in her dream She wasn’t seeing a lot of people – so many things to dream about She would rarely go out, with a co...

My old friends from back then, they sure were not artists They sure were not poets, sure were not musicians They worked as mechanics and played a cheap guitar B...

Sleep, sleep, vampires Life could be much more dire Your life, my leeches The first lesson it teaches: It appears and disappears A.P.P.E.A.R.S Spelling puts you...