Paroles et traduction Jay Vaquer - Paredes

Paredes

Falo pras paredes
E elas me escutam
E me irritam
Em silêncio
E algumas rachaduras

Grito pras paredes
E elas me fitam
E sufocam
Entre tintas descascadas
E sujeiras

Mais que a garganta que não cansa
A voz alcança um tempo sem fim
E as folhas mortas pelo chão
Da outra estação
Ainda são bonitas
Ainda são perfeitas
Ainda

Falo pras pessoas
E elas me evitam
E me cansam
Com manias e algumas implicâncias

Grito pras pessoas
E elas me esnobam
E bajulam
Entre interesses
E paixões

Mais que a garganta que não cansa
A voz alcança um tempo sem fim
E as folhas mortas pelo chão
Da outra estação
Ainda são bonitas
Ainda são perfeitas
Ainda são pra sempre

Walls

I speak to the walls,
And they listen to me
And they annoy me
In silence
And some cracks

I yell at the walls,
And they stare at me
And they suffocate
Between peeled paint
And dirt

More than the throat that doesn't get tired
The voice reaches a time without end
And the dead leaves on the ground
From the other season
Are still beautiful
Are still perfect
Still

I speak to the people
And they avoid me
And they tire me
With manias and some grievances

I yell at the people
And they snub me
And they flatter
Between interests
And passions

More than the throat that doesn't get tired
The voice reaches a time without end
And the dead leaves on the ground
From the other season
Are still beautiful
Are still perfect
Are still beautiful forever