[letra] Part I Last- Last night I drove to Harper's Ferry and I thought about you There were signs on the road that warned me of stop signs The speed limit kept decreasing by ten As we entered a town about halfway there It was almost raining at the train station We put our hoods on our heads at the train station We threw rocks into the river The river underneath the train tracks And when the train came it was so big and powerful When it came into the little station I wanted to put my arms around it But the conductor looked at me funny So we had to say goodbye and leave The Monopoly board still in the backseat Took that nightmare left turn to get out of town Ran into the decreasing speed limits again What should I do? (Eat breakfast) What should I do? (Eat lunch) What should I do? (Eat dinner) What should I do? (Go to bed) Where can I go? (Go to the store) Where can I go? (Apply for jobs) Where can I go? (Go to a friend's) Where can I go? (Go to bed) I wrote "Beach Death" when I thought you were taken I wrote "Beach Funeral" when I knew you were taken I wrote "Beach Fagz"-well it wasn't about you But it could've been-well, no, it couldn't have I spent a week in Ocean City And came back to find you were gone I spent a week in Illinois And came back to find you were still gone I pretended I was drunk when I came out to my friends I never came out to my friends We were all on Skype And I laughed and I changed the subject She said, "what's with this dog motif?" I said, "do you have something against dogs?" I am almost completely soulless I am incapable of being human I am incapable of being inhuman I am living uncontrollably It should be called anti-depression As a friend of mine suggested Because it's not the sadness that hurts you It's the brain's reaction against it It's not enough to love the unreal I am inseparable from the impossible I want gravity to stop for me My soul yearns for a fugitive from the laws of nature I want a cut scene I want a cut from your face to my face I want a cut I want The next related video I don't want to go insane I don't want to have schizophrenia Part II Oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Last night I dreamed he was trying to kill you I woke up and I was trying to kill you It's been a year since we first met I don't know if we're boyfriends yet Do you have any crimes that, that We can use to pass the time I am Running out of drugs to try and I We said we hated humans We wanted to be humans We said we hated humans We wanted to be humans More groceries, get eaten Get more groceries, get eaten Get more groceries, get eaten Oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh In the mall in the nighttime You came back alone with a flashlight It was the start of nothing new (backwards) And it was my favorite scene I couldn't tell you what it means But it meant something to me And pretty soon you'll find some nice young Satanist with braces and one Capital "O", significant Other And you can take him home to your mother and Say "ma, this is my brother" We said we hated humans We wanted to be humans We said we hated humans We wanted to be humans More groceries, get eaten Get more groceries, get eaten Get more groceries, get eaten By the one you love When they put their lips around you You can feel their smile from the inside Part III Last night I dreamed he was trying to kill you I woke up and I was trying to kill you Your ears perked up I perked up when your ears perked up You were all looking around And I hoped it was for me I hoped you were using your sonar systems for me The ancients saw it coming You can see that they tried to warn them In the tales that they told their children But they fell out of their heads in the morning They said sex can be frightening But the children were not listening And the children cut out everything Except for the kissing and the singing When they finally found their homes At Walt Disney studios And then everyone grew up With their fundamental schemas fucked, but, but But there are lots of fish left in the sea There are lots of fish in business suits That talk and walk on human feet And visit doctors, have weak knees Oh please let me join your cult I'll paint my face in your colors You had a real nice face I had an early death The ocean washed over your grave The ocean washed open your grave The ocean washed over your grave The ocean washed open your grave The ocean washed over your grave The ocean washed open your grave (How's your face? How's your body?) The ocean washed over your grave The ocean washed open your grave (We're too scared to do shit!) The ocean washed over your grave The ocean washed open your grave The ocean washed over your grave The ocean washed open your grave (We're too scared to do shit!)
Entre mas se adentra uno dentro del rabbit hole de Car Seat Headrest, creo que es un paso natural comenzar a tener preferencia por las versiones antiguas de las canciones de Twin Fantasy. Esa crudeza en la voz del Will adolescente, sumado a las letras que parecen confesiones íntimas invocan algo mágico, que no se encuentra en cualquier otra banda. Personalmente, encuentro Mirror to Mirror superior a Face to Face en casi todo, excepto en esta canción. Beach Life-in-Death Face to Face tiene un aura única, que ninguna otra canción de Will, ni de ninguna otra banda tiene; los gritos se sienten desgarradores, como solo lo harían por alguna persona perdida. Saber que esta canción es el puente para llegar a la despedida final de Cate es conmovedor, probablemente mejor que muchos poemas. Gracias por la traducción.
[letra]
Part I
Last- Last night I drove to Harper's Ferry and I thought about you
There were signs on the road that warned me of stop signs
The speed limit kept decreasing by ten
As we entered a town about halfway there
It was almost raining at the train station
We put our hoods on our heads at the train station
We threw rocks into the river
The river underneath the train tracks
And when the train came it was so big and powerful
When it came into the little station
I wanted to put my arms around it
But the conductor looked at me funny
So we had to say goodbye and leave
The Monopoly board still in the backseat
Took that nightmare left turn to get out of town
Ran into the decreasing speed limits again
What should I do? (Eat breakfast)
What should I do? (Eat lunch)
What should I do? (Eat dinner)
What should I do? (Go to bed)
Where can I go? (Go to the store)
Where can I go? (Apply for jobs)
Where can I go? (Go to a friend's)
Where can I go? (Go to bed)
I wrote "Beach Death" when I thought you were taken
I wrote "Beach Funeral" when I knew you were taken
I wrote "Beach Fagz"-well it wasn't about you
But it could've been-well, no, it couldn't have
I spent a week in Ocean City
And came back to find you were gone
I spent a week in Illinois
And came back to find you were still gone
I pretended I was drunk when I came out to my friends
I never came out to my friends
We were all on Skype
And I laughed and I changed the subject
She said, "what's with this dog motif?"
I said, "do you have something against dogs?"
I am almost completely soulless
I am incapable of being human
I am incapable of being inhuman
I am living uncontrollably
It should be called anti-depression
As a friend of mine suggested
Because it's not the sadness that hurts you
It's the brain's reaction against it
It's not enough to love the unreal
I am inseparable from the impossible
I want gravity to stop for me
My soul yearns for a fugitive from the laws of nature
I want a cut scene
I want a cut from your face to my face
I want a cut I want
The next related video
I don't want to go insane
I don't want to have schizophrenia
Part II
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Last night I dreamed he was trying to kill you
I woke up and I was trying to kill you
It's been a year since we first met
I don't know if we're boyfriends yet
Do you have any crimes that, that
We can use to pass the time I am
Running out of drugs to try and I
We said we hated humans
We wanted to be humans
We said we hated humans
We wanted to be humans
More groceries, get eaten
Get more groceries, get eaten
Get more groceries, get eaten
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
In the mall in the nighttime
You came back alone with a flashlight
It was the start of nothing new (backwards)
And it was my favorite scene
I couldn't tell you what it means
But it meant something to me
And pretty soon you'll find some nice young
Satanist with braces and one
Capital "O", significant Other
And you can take him home to your mother and
Say "ma, this is my brother"
We said we hated humans
We wanted to be humans
We said we hated humans
We wanted to be humans
More groceries, get eaten
Get more groceries, get eaten
Get more groceries, get eaten
By the one you love
When they put their lips around you
You can feel their smile from the inside
Part III
Last night I dreamed he was trying to kill you
I woke up and I was trying to kill you
Your ears perked up
I perked up when your ears perked up
You were all looking around
And I hoped it was for me
I hoped you were using your sonar systems for me
The ancients saw it coming
You can see that they tried to warn them
In the tales that they told their children
But they fell out of their heads in the morning
They said sex can be frightening
But the children were not listening
And the children cut out everything
Except for the kissing and the singing
When they finally found their homes
At Walt Disney studios
And then everyone grew up
With their fundamental schemas fucked, but, but
But there are lots of fish left in the sea
There are lots of fish in business suits
That talk and walk on human feet
And visit doctors, have weak knees
Oh please let me join your cult
I'll paint my face in your colors
You had a real nice face
I had an early death
The ocean washed over your grave
The ocean washed open your grave
The ocean washed over your grave
The ocean washed open your grave
The ocean washed over your grave
The ocean washed open your grave
(How's your face? How's your body?)
The ocean washed over your grave
The ocean washed open your grave
(We're too scared to do shit!)
The ocean washed over your grave
The ocean washed open your grave
The ocean washed over your grave
The ocean washed open your grave
(We're too scared to do shit!)
Entre mas se adentra uno dentro del rabbit hole de Car Seat Headrest, creo que es un paso natural comenzar a tener preferencia por las versiones antiguas de las canciones de Twin Fantasy. Esa crudeza en la voz del Will adolescente, sumado a las letras que parecen confesiones íntimas invocan algo mágico, que no se encuentra en cualquier otra banda. Personalmente, encuentro Mirror to Mirror superior a Face to Face en casi todo, excepto en esta canción. Beach Life-in-Death Face to Face tiene un aura única, que ninguna otra canción de Will, ni de ninguna otra banda tiene; los gritos se sienten desgarradores, como solo lo harían por alguna persona perdida. Saber que esta canción es el puente para llegar a la despedida final de Cate es conmovedor, probablemente mejor que muchos poemas. Gracias por la traducción.
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