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dijous, maig 17, 2007

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Where Is Home? - Bloc Party

Off to the funeral making cola knots
We sit and reminisce about the past and in her voice only sadness her only son taken from her
In every headline we are reminded that this is not home for us
In every headline we are reminded that this is not home for us

Second generation blues or points of view not listened to
Different worlds and different rules of allegiance

Claiming to the bible and a spatula the memory of the way things were
I do not see how I cannot smile I deal with anger all the time

You'll win, what they did to the black men
In every headline we are reminded that this is not home for us
Where is it?
Where is home?
Where is it?
Where is home?

I walk this mountain tired of lunity and belligerence
this told me what a flat wave is getting me down

I want to stamp on the face of every young policeman today
And break the fingers of every old judge to cut off the feet of every ballerina I can

So I decide
I decide
I pretend that there's nothing wrong

The teeth of this world take me home and every day I must ask myself, where, where, where
Where is it?
Where is home?
Where is it?
Where is home?

In every headline we are reminded that this is not home for us
In every headline we are reminded that this is not home for us

diumenge, març 18, 2007

Still I remember?

Yes.

I Still remember - Bloc Party


I still remember
How you looked that afternoon
There was only you

You said "it's just like a full moon"
Blood beats faster in our veins
We left our trousers by the canal
And our fingers, they almost touched

You should have asked me for it
I would have been brave
You should have asked me for it
How could I say no?

And our love could have soared
Over playgrounds and rooftops
Every park bench screams your name
I kept your tie

I've gone wherever you wanted
(I still remember)
And on that teachers' training day
We wrote our names on every train
Laughed at the people off to work
So monochrome and so lukewarm

And I can see our days are becoming nights
I could feel your heartbeat across the grass
We should have run
I would go with you anywhere
I should have kissed you by the water

You should have asked me for it…
And our love could have soared…
I would let you if you asked me
I still remember