Lyrics and translation Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - The Six Strings That Drew Blood
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The Six Strings That Drew Blood
Les six cordes qui ont attiré le sang
Guitar
thug
blew
into
town
Un
voyou
de
guitare
est
arrivé
en
ville
His
eyes
like
wheels,
spinnin'
round
Ses
yeux
comme
des
roues,
tournant
Jerkin'
off
at
every
sound
Se
branlant
à
chaque
son
Layin'
all
his
crosses
down,
oh
yeah
Posant
toutes
ses
croix,
oh
oui
He
got
six
strings
Il
a
six
cordes
The
six
strings
that
drew
blood
Les
six
cordes
qui
ont
attiré
le
sang
He
got
six
strings
Il
a
six
cordes
Six
strings
that
drew
blood
Six
cordes
qui
ont
attiré
le
sang
The
bar
is
full
of
Holy-Joes
Le
bar
est
plein
de
Holy-Joes
A
Holy-hole-a-whole-aria
Un
Holy-hole-a-whole-aria
'Round
the
neck
of
our
consumptive
rose
Autour
du
cou
de
notre
rose
consomptive
Is
the
root
of
all
his
sorrows,
yeah
Est
la
racine
de
toutes
ses
peines,
oui
He
got
six
strings
Il
a
six
cordes
Six
strings
that
drew
blood
Six
cordes
qui
ont
attiré
le
sang
He
got
six
strings,
yeah
Il
a
six
cordes,
oui
Six
strings
that
drew
blood
Six
cordes
qui
ont
attiré
le
sang
A
Holy-hole-a-whole-aria
Un
Holy-hole-a-whole-aria
Holy-hole-a-whole-aria
Holy-hole-a-whole-aria
Holy-hole-a-whole-aria
Holy-hole-a-whole-aria
The
six
strings
that
drew
blood
Les
six
cordes
qui
ont
attiré
le
sang
In
the
bathroom,
under
cover
Dans
la
salle
de
bain,
sous
la
couverture
He
turns
on
one
tap
to
discover
Il
allume
un
robinet
pour
découvrir
He's
smashed
his
teeth
out
on
the
other
Qu'il
s'est
cassé
les
dents
sur
l'autre
Well,
he
look
in
the
mirror
and
say
Eh
bien,
il
regarde
dans
le
miroir
et
dit
Don't
fuck
me
brother,
ohh
Ne
me
baise
pas,
frère,
ohh
'Cause
I've
got
six
strings
Parce
que
j'ai
six
cordes
Yeah,
six
strings
that
drew
blood
Oui,
six
cordes
qui
ont
attiré
le
sang
I
got
six
strings
J'ai
six
cordes
Six
strings
that
drew
blood
Six
cordes
qui
ont
attiré
le
sang
Numbin'
the
runt
of
reputation
Engourdir
le
rat
de
la
réputation
They
call
rat
fame,
top-E
as
a
tourniquet
Ils
appellent
la
renommée
de
rat,
top-E
comme
un
garrot
A
low
tune
whistles
across
his
grave
Une
mélodie
basse
siffle
à
travers
sa
tombe
Forever
the
master
and
the
slave
À
jamais
le
maître
et
l'esclave
Of
his
six
strings
De
ses
six
cordes
A
Holy-hole-a-whole-aria
Un
Holy-hole-a-whole-aria
Holy-hole-a-whole-aria
Holy-hole-a-whole-aria
A
Holy-hole-a-whole-aria
Un
Holy-hole-a-whole-aria
Six
strings
that
drew
blood
Six
cordes
qui
ont
attiré
le
sang
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Writer(s): NICK CAVE, ROWLAND HOWARD
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