Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blown Away, artist - Adler. Album song Back from the Dead, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 25.11.2012
Record label: New Ocean Media
Song language: Spanish
Blown Away(original) |
Un rayo en seco cruza el cielo |
Esas nubes de tormenta se reúnen en sus ojos |
Papi era un viejo cruel |
Mami era un ángel en la tierra |
El hombre del clima rogaba por un tornado |
Ella rogaba porque lo derribara todo |
No hay suficiente lluvia en Oklahoma |
Para echar sus pecados de aquella casa |
No hay suficiente viento en Oklahoma |
Para extraer los clavos del pasado |
Destruye toda ventana hasta que todo haya sido derribado |
Cada ladrillo, cada tablero, cada puerta haya volado |
Hasta que no quede nada en pie |
Hasta que nada quede para el ayer |
Hasta que cada recuerdo doloroso ahogado con whiskey haya sido derribado |
Derribado |
Ella escuchó a esas sirenas gritando |
Su papi permaneció allí, se desmayó en el sofá |
Ella se encerró en la bodega |
Oyó el grito del viento |
Algunos lo llamaron guardar refugio |
Ella lo llamó dulce venganza |
Destruye toda ventana hasta que todo haya sido derribado |
Cada ladrillo, cada tablero, cada puerta haya volado |
Hasta que no quede nada en pie |
Hasta que nada quede para el ayer |
Hasta que cada recuerdo doloroso ahogado con whiskey haya sido derribado |
Derribado |
No hay suficiente lluvia en Oklahoma |
Para echar sus pecados de aquella casa |
No hay suficiente viento en Oklahoma |
Para extraer los clavos del pasado |
Destruye toda ventana hasta que todo haya sido derribado |
Cada ladrillo, cada tablero, cada puerta haya volado |
Hasta que no quede nada en pie |
Hasta que nada quede para el ayer |
Hasta que cada recuerdo doloroso ahogado con whiskey haya sido derribado |
Derribado, derribado, derribado, derribado, derribado. |
(translation) |
A dry lightning crosses the sky |
Those storm clouds gather in your eyes |
Daddy was a cruel old man |
Mommy was an angel on earth |
The weather man was begging for a tornado |
She was begging for her to tear it all down |
There is not enough rain in Oklahoma |
To cast their sins from that house |
There's not enough wind in Oklahoma |
To pull out the nails of the past |
Destroy every window until everything has been shot down |
Every brick, every board, every door has blown |
Until there's nothing left standing |
Until nothing is left for yesterday |
Until every whiskey-drowned painful memory has been shot down |
Shot down |
She heard those sirens screaming |
Her daddy of hers stayed there, she passed out on the couch |
She locked herself in the cellar |
She heard the cry of the wind |
Some called it keeping shelter |
She called it sweet revenge |
Destroy every window until everything has been shot down |
Every brick, every board, every door has blown |
Until there's nothing left standing |
Until nothing is left for yesterday |
Until every whiskey-drowned painful memory has been shot down |
Shot down |
There is not enough rain in Oklahoma |
To cast their sins from that house |
There's not enough wind in Oklahoma |
To pull out the nails of the past |
Destroy every window until everything has been shot down |
Every brick, every board, every door has blown |
Until there's nothing left standing |
Until nothing is left for yesterday |
Until every whiskey-drowned painful memory has been shot down |
Knocked down, knocked down, knocked down, knocked down, knocked down. |