Lyrics and translation Matthew Sweet - Ivory Tower

Ivory Tower

Come down from your ivory tower

How is it pleasing? Your master's freezing you
Keeping you locked in a cage of your own
Now you're a child of the things you rewind
And the stars are defiled
It's a crime, it's a crime

Come down from your ivory tower
Come on, come on, come on
Come down from your ivory tower
Come on, come on

His unknowing stare doesn't make you aware
That the fire's still going down here on the ground
So are you a child of the things you rewind?
Shall the stars be defiled?
It's a crime, it's a crime

Come down from your ivory tower
Come on, come on, come on
Come down from your ivory tower
Come on, come on, come on

Come down from your ivory tower
Come down from your ivory tower
Come on, come on, come on

His unknowing stare doesn't make you aware
That the fire's still going down here on the ground
So are you a child of the things you rewind?
Shall the stars be defiled?
It's a crime, it's a crime

Come down from your ivory tower
Come on, come on, come on
Come down from your ivory tower
Come on, come on, come on
Come down from your ivory tower

Tour d'ivoire

Descends de ta tour d'ivoire

Comment cela peut-il être agréable ? Ton maître te glace
Te gardant enfermée dans une cage qui t’appartient
Maintenant, tu es l’enfant des choses que tu rembobines
Et les étoiles sont souillées
C’est un crime, c’est un crime

Descends de ta tour d’ivoire
Viens, viens, viens
Descends de ta tour d’ivoire
Viens, viens

Son regard inconscient ne te rend pas consciente
Que le feu brûle encore ici, sur la terre
Alors, es-tu l’enfant des choses que tu rembobines ?
Les étoiles doivent-elles être souillées ?
C’est un crime, c’est un crime

Descends de ta tour d’ivoire
Viens, viens, viens
Descends de ta tour d’ivoire
Viens, viens, viens

Descends de ta tour d’ivoire
Descends de ta tour d’ivoire
Viens, viens, viens

Son regard inconscient ne te rend pas consciente
Que le feu brûle encore ici, sur la terre
Alors, es-tu l’enfant des choses que tu rembobines ?
Les étoiles doivent-elles être souillées ?
C’est un crime, c’est un crime

Descends de ta tour d’ivoire
Viens, viens, viens
Descends de ta tour d’ivoire
Viens, viens, viens
Descends de ta tour d’ivoire