r vera ei bruktar har So tak tu hendurnar ur lummanum hja t?r Og kom ein tur i Tinganes vi? m?r V?lkomin I sirkus Tinganes V?lkomin I sirkus Tinganes
There's only two types of people in the world The ones that entertain and the ones that observe Well baby, I'm a put-on-a-show kind of girl Don't like
Half past twelve and I'm watchin' The late show in my flat all alone How I hate to spend the evenin' on my own Autumn winds blowing outside the window
I have a purpose, I have a purpose I have a purpose, I have a purpose I have a purpose, I have a purpose I have a purpose, I have a purpose I have a purpose
I wanted to follow you Down to your well-furnished cave And to laugh at your art I wanted to tell you the truth But I'm always afraid That you'll be
Covered in roses Covered in roses Covered in roses No-one deserves it all Covered in roses Covered in roses What are they looking for? Take me for what
One little girl told to know her place Told she must believe and do what he says One little girl taught that she is small Taught that she is less and
Azul palido, as death it waits for me After storms, and after pouring rain Weakest thunder, pale blue remains Azul palido, as death it follows me Mocking
Wouldn't know any more than home And couldn't see much further And light won't help a wound untended grows And never heals Standing face to east Waiting
High on a wire Poised for an imminent fall Clowns always smile Greasepaint and lust in their pores Start to sway and I hold your hand Fall, the smile
A quiet world I am taught but I never learn a thing I'm not deaf but I can't hear everything A quiet world, unquiet I am strong but I never move a
So suddenly Where was my mind What was I thinking of I lost control You could have died I could have killed you But when we recovered I only thought
Line of people to pass you by Posing sympathy with their whitewash eyes With the ladies feigning their mourning cries And the men shaking hands Weigh
Should I have believed I was still a boy Naive and sane, protected wholly Tongue-tied and restless Breathing of futures Know meI am not a child 'Though
(konishi) Translators: taichi azuma Ichi-mai no poster wo Kesa anata mo mita desho? Kami-fubuki furimaite Parade ga neriaruku Saa, kono machi ni Circus
The whistle blows as he makes his rounds He's seen every town west of Mississippi He's just a face painted all in smiles Jumpin' up and down and makin
Tomorrow I will stretch out Like an acrobat And make my way to What's there I will get dressed Again, in spite of all With a laziness Of a circus Before
Time to pay Time to pay Time to pay Time to pay Time to pay, let them burn Punish and erase me It's high time I suffer Count all my addictions That surprise