Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Sonido


Interfaz


Nivel de dificultad


Acento



lenguaje de interfaz

es

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Política de cookies   |   Apoyo   |   FAQ
1
registro de inicio de sesión
Lyrkit

donar

5$

Lyrkit

donar

10$

Lyrkit

donar

20$

Lyrkit

Y/o apoyarme en las redes sociales. redes:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Lacrimosa

Morning Glory (Bonus Track)

 

Morning Glory (Bonus Track)

(álbum: Revolution - 2012)


Those fucking birds are singing again
It's early morning, much too late and I'm wasted again
A Single Malt, a last cigarette...
And then I rather should be going to bed
One last tango on the dancefloor of my mind
A little orphan that's crying deep inside
The morning takes this night that was so long
While Leonard's singing in the Tower of Song

Morning glory
For those who do not need to weep
But not for me; I'm into I'm into me...
I was closing her eyes on me
The loneliness won't leave me alone!
My heart my heart falls like a stone...

By this time they might be naked in their showers
By this time they wash them clean from my insult
By this time I'm just the yesterday's man
Still impressing, just like I would be the fan
Can someone out there shoot those birds for me?
Can someone tell me what do you feel?
All you people without needs and desire
Please come in and kill my always burning fire!

Morning glory
For those who do not need to weep
But not for me; I'm into...
I was closing her eyes on me!
The loneliness won't leave alone
My heart, my heart falls like a stone

I can't bring the ghosts that holds me tight to seeing how...
...how, how, how could love be nightmare?
Close her eyes on me...

Those fucking birds are singing again
It's early morning, much too late and I'm wasted again
A Single Malt, a cigarette
And then I rather should be going to bed...

hecho

¿Agregaste todas las palabras desconocidas de esta canción?