Switchblade, Switchblade, my lovely friend.
I held you so close we two till the bitter end.
One pierce, one cut was one was one too much.
For you, my love: I offer my blood.
Pen knife, pen knife – c'mon All, cheer!
For the words we sing conjures tears.
One word. A mutter with such restrain.
For me, my love, scribe me your pain?
Stiletto, my stiletto!
Will I, may I? See you again tomorrow?
One on one – We two in your room.
For we need not be bride or groom.
One pierce, one cut was one too much.
For you, my love: I offer my blood.
My blood.
My blood.
My blood.

Even though I want to
Let you come along on this ride
Even though I need you so
Guess we have to wait some other time

Winter has been going on for so long
So cold
Wake me up when it’s time
For the spring to come home

I feel the ice is melting in my heart
I feel the ice is making me
Remember of the things we care about

Winter has been going on for so long
So cold
Wake me up when it’s time
For the spring to come home

I feel the ice is melting in my heart
I feel the ice is making me
Remember of the things we care about
We care about
We care about

A lot of days are gone
Unforgivable
I come undone
You know where I went wrong

My little one
Run, my little one

I think I’m running out of time

Stuck in dreams and fear
I’ll leave it all untold
Our love, my dear
Is sad and fictional

My little one
Run, my little one

I think I’m running out of time

Saliendo a trabajar

es otro día más,

recuerdo el sol del verano que iluminó

aquellos días pasados mi corazón.

La brisa de un amor,

como el viento había llegado y se esfumó.

Tal como habían contado,

cada día pasado era mejor
las mañanas se van enfriando

y el otoño se va acercando.

Las hojas se van cayendo
y los años pasaran

buscando entre mis sueños
el verano no volver.

La gente grita a lo lejos,

se ha marchado, sola esta
un adiós,

no hay adiós,

ni un adiós,

no hay adiós que me cure el dolor.

Así pida perdón
nunca se ira el dolor

aun recuerdo bailar una noche entera con la luz

que llevo de la luna llena.

Ya las cosas no serán igual
cada día duele mas y mas

las mañanas se van enfriando

el otoño se va acercando.

Las hojas se van cayendo
y los años pasaran.
Buscando entre mis sueños
el verano no volverá.

La gente grita a lo lejos,

se ha marchado, sola esta
un adiós,

no hay adiós,

ni un adiós,

no hay adiós que me cure el dolor

Las hojas se van cayendo
y los años pasaran

buscando entre mis sueños
el verano no volverá.

Se ha marchado sola esta...
un adiós,

no hay adiós,

ni un adiós,

no hay adiós que me cure el dolor.

Ramasser les coquillages, les plus jolis et au passageCaresser votre visage, sous la pluie sans maquillage
On voudrait laisser le vent soulever les sentiments
Pour de vrai je vous aime tant, j’envoie valser les amants.

Vous êtes beau comme un poème, aussi drôle que Woody Allen
Un cadeau tombé du ciel, à rendre folle les lycéennes
On voudrait laisser le vent soulever les sentiments
Pour de vrai je vous aime tant, j’envoie valser les amants.

Si je vois souffler le vent, j’ai froid quand je vous attends
S’il vous plaît laissez le temps s’arrêter un instant.

Vous me parlez en italien, je comprends pas bien les paroles
Vous aimez l’histoire sans fin, je vous vois vous mon idole
J’aimerais laisser le vent soulever les sentiments
Pour de vrai je vous aime tant, j’envoie valser les amants.

Si je vois souffler le vent, j’ai froid quand je vous attends
S’il vous plaît laissez le temps s’arrêter un instant
Et je vois souffler le vent, j’ai froid quand je vous attends
S’il vous plaît laissez le temps s’arrêter un instant

English translation :

A WALK IN THE CLOUDS
Picking up shells, the prettiest and at the same time

Stroking your face, in the rain with no make-up

We would like to let the wind lift up our feelings

For truly, I love you so much, I send lovers a-waltzing.

You're as handsome as a poem, as funny as Woody Allen

A gift fallen from the sky, driving the high school girls crazy

We would like to let the wind lift up our feelings

For truly, I love you so much, I send lovers a-waltzing.

If I see the wind blowing, I’m cold waiting for you
If you please, make time stop for a moment.

You speak to me in Italian, I don’t understand the words
You like an unending story, I see you, you, my idol
We would like to let the wind lift up our feelings

For truly, I love you so much, I send lovers a-waltzing.

Looking out canʼt you see

Itʼs only us

We donʼt need the things that others said were true

Take your time

Donʼt need to rush

Love of mine put your trust in me weʼll fade out to the blue

Follow me in to all

We could be

Letʼs just fall in to a place where we donʼt know

It could be everything

Weʼd ever need

Sink or swim weʼll never have to love alone

Looking out canʼt you see

Itʼs enough

We didnʼt need the things that others said were true

Is there out there still
Life on the streets
And hearts still beating
In the city?
Or are there only eyes
That burn with fear
And tears that sear
Down the faces of the dead?
Seems to me we lost them long ago
There’s too much pain
Not much pity
Got to get these tombstones
Off my brain
Here and now
Not in the fucking ever after.

FR:

Est-ce que dehors il y a encore
De la vie dans les rues
Et des coeurs qui battent
Dans la ville?
Ou n'y a t'il que des yeux
Qui brûlent appeurés
Et des larmes qui brûlent
En coulant les visages des morts
Il me semble que nous les avons perdus il y a longtemps
Il y a trop de douleur
Peu de pitié
Il faut que je chasse ces pierres tombales
Ee mon esprit
Ici et maintenant
Pas dans ce putain de lendemain