Текст и перевод песни Craig Owens - A Poem By Adam Wolfson

A Poem By Adam Wolfson

I'm not trying to be your man.
I'm just trying to make you understand
The point.
It's cold as hell in November in Detroit.
Even though it's Saturday, I'm staying in tonight.
Did you think you had it coming, did you think you had it right?
Did you think that you were wonderful and miserable tonight?
You say you didn't mean it. But I think you didn't care.
Cause to my face and before your God, this what you swear...
"Fuck yourself and fuck your family."
"Fuck yourself and fuck your family."

Un Poème Par Adam Wolfson

Je n'essaie pas d'être ton homme.
J'essaie juste de te faire comprendre
Le point.
Il fait un froid glacial en novembre à Detroit.
Même si c'est samedi, je reste à la maison ce soir.
Tu pensais que tu le méritais, tu pensais avoir raison ?
Tu pensais être merveilleuse et misérable ce soir ?
Tu dis que tu ne le voulais pas. Mais je pense que tu t'en fichais.
Parce que devant moi et devant ton Dieu, c'est ce que tu jures...
"Va te faire foutre, toi et ta famille."
"Va te faire foutre, toi et ta famille."