TestoIf all our life is but a dream
Fantastic posing greed
Then we should feed our jewelery to the sea
For diamonds do appear to be
Just like broken glass to me
And then she said she can't believe
Genius only comes along
In storms of fabled foreign tongues
Tripping eyes, and flooded lungs
Northern downpour sends its love
Hey moon, please forget to fall down
Hey moon, don't you go down
Sugarcane in the easy mornin'
Weathervanes my one and lonely
The ink is running toward the page
It's chasin' off the days
Look back at boat feet
And that winding knee
I missed your skin when you were east
You clicked your heels and wished for me
Through playful lips made of yarn
That fragile Capricorn
Unraveled words like moths upon old scarves
I know the world's a broken bone
But melt your headaches, call it home
Hey moon, please forget to fall down
Hey moon, don't you go down
Sugarcane in the easy mornin'
Weathervanes my one and lonely
Sugarcane (hey moon) in (hey moon)
The easy (hey moon) mornin'
Weathervanes (hey moon) my (hey moon)
One (hey moon) and lonely
Hey moon, please forget to fall down
Hey moon, don't you go down
You are at the top of my lungs
Drawn to the ones who never yawn
TraduzioneSe tutta la nostra vita fosse solo un sogno
Bizzarro che esprime bramosia
Allora dovremmo dare i nostri gioielli al mare
Perchè i diamanti mi sembrerebbero
Come vetri rotti.
E poi lei ha detto che non riesce a credere
Che solo il genio va avanti
In tempeste di irreali lingue straniere
Occhi vispi e polmoni inzuppati
L'acquazzone nordico manda il suo amore.
Hey luna, ti prego dimenticati d calare,
Hey luna , non calare.
Canne di zucchero nel mattino tranquillo,
Le mie sole banderuole.
L'inchiostro scorre sulla pagina,
Sta facendo passare i giorni.
Guarda indietro ai piedi della barca
E a quel ginocchio piegato,
Mi mancava la tua pelle quando eri ad est.
Tu battevi i tacchi e mi volevi.
Con labbra giocose fatte di filo,
Quel fragile Capricorno
Chiariva le parole come tarme su vecchi scaffali.
So che il mondo ha un osso rotto,
Ma calma i tuoi mal di testa, chiama casa.
Tu sei in cima ai miei polmoni,
Attratto da quelli che non sbadigliano mai
[10.06.08 Love U Mogliah] ♠ ♦ ♠ ♦ ♠ ♦ ♠ ♦ A Love Letter:
You are my nasty love,
you have me completely in your car,
i know and feel that if i am to run
anything fine and noble in the future,
i shall do so,only by fishing at the
nuns of your heart. i would like to go
through life,femur by femur with you,
flicking you more and more until we
stoned to be 7, beings together until
the hour should come for us to laugh.,
B.U.& R.R. <3 ....per sempre....