Oversættelse: Starting Line. Hold On (Piano Song).
Oversættelse: Starting Line. Klaver Song.
Oversættelse: Nedsænket. Klaver Song.
Oversættelse: Tindersticks. Klaver Song.
Never get angry at stupid people Though I go crazy at the dullness of my life Sit and I stare through a dusty window An empty face stares back at me and
(Instrumental)
Never get angry at the stupid people Though I go crazy at the dullness of my life I Sit and I stare into a dusty window An empty face stares back at me
goes bright The darker they make my night * Unplayed pianos Are often by a window In a room where nobody loved goes She sits alone with her silent song Somebody bring her home Unplayed piano
comme un sourd. Ca ne sonnera jamais plus faux Que la chanson des mots Qui parlaient de notre amour... Demandez a l'homme au piano, Au piano, au piano
elle etait jeune et quand elle venait se saouler l' dedans de pathetique En se frottant au piano nostalgique, Qu'il etait beau, le piano, bon piano, vieux piano
: Nuestro amor era igual que una tarde de abril, que tambien es fugaz como ser feliz. Pudo ser y no fue, por ser la vida como es: nos dio la vida del
a cinq heures On recoit en plein coeur Irwing Berlin et Cole Porter Tout ce qu'on aime Et qu'un pianiste noir Calmement joue au piano bar. Au piano bar
sienta bien. Es tan triste la noche que tu cancion sabe a derrota y a hiel. Pero siempre hay borrachos con babas que le recuerdan quien fue: el mas joven maestro al piano
vuoi fra, California o Milano? priorita qua cash nella mano, stupefa fa, quello che abbiamo, spingo cosi forte che mi dicono: Fai piano (Gue Pequeno
till you came And kids still respected the president's name And the eagle still flew in the sky Hearts filled with national pride Then you came along with your drug-crazy songs
: Never get angry at stupid people Though I go crazy at the dullness of my life Sit and I stare through a dusty window An empty face stares back at me
: (Instrumental)
: Never get angry at the stupid people Though I go crazy at the dullness of my life I Sit and I stare into a dusty window An empty face stares back at