Fin - Luter Übersetzung ins Englische

Fin

Ni siquiera la peor de las derrotas puede hundirme
De tener a que resuene mi memoria tu siempre siempre vilde
Pide perdon ahora hurdiendo el mundo a proa
Fui mascaron fui necio golfo vacante vil
La voz en off de aquella viva historia entre paris y cadiz
Con maleta de carton bajo el parawas donde debi besarte
Aunque me sienta solo oh... mistica boragine
Hay veces que no quiero saber nada de ti
Para que no me olvides he pintado el mar azul
Un tren bordea y sigue a los viejos tiempos
Los hombres se definen por sus actos no por sus recuerdos
Que limpien las trompetas en los charcos de los dias de invierno
Dime donde cojeas yo te dire quien eres
Centauro escuadra otela tendida al viento fin
Ingravido mantengo el pie en el suelo
Cuanto coraje sobra
Le queda a ud debuti ese sombrero don australopitecus
Para que no me olvides he pintado el mar azul
Un tren bordea y sigue a los viejos tiempos
Prodigo universo donde vas tan sutil
Para que no me olvides he pintdo el mar azul
Un tren bordea y sigue a los viejos tiempos
Para que o me olvides he pintad el mar azul
Un tren bordea y sigue a los viejos tiempos

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Not even the worst of defeats can sink me
May my terribly wicked memory always resonate from you to you
Ask for forgiveness now, steering the world forward
I was a figurehead, a foolish, vacant, vile gulf
The voiceover of that vibrant story between Paris and Cádiz
With a cardboard suitcase under the umbrella where I should kiss you
Although I feel lonely, oh... mystical storm
There are times when I don't want to know anything about you
So that you don't forget me, I have painted the sea blue
A train borders and follows the old times
Men are defined by their actions, not their memories
Let them clean the trumpets in the puddles of the winter days
Tell me where you limp, and I will tell you who you are
Centaur squadron or Othello lying in the wind end
Weightless, I keep my foot on the ground
How much courage is left over
That hat suits you, Mr. Australopithecus
So that you don't forget me, I have painted the sea blue
A train borders and follows the old times
Prodigal universe, where are you going so subtly?
So that you don't forget me, I have painted the sea blue
A train borders and follows the old times
So that you don't forget me, I have painted the sea blue
A train borders and follows the old times