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

Suono


Interfaccia


Livello di difficoltà


Accento



linguaggio dell'interfaccia

it

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Gestione dei Cookie   |   Supporto   |   FAQ
1
registrati/accedi
Lyrkit

donare

5$

Lyrkit

donare

10$

Lyrkit

donare

20$

Lyrkit

E/o supportarmi sui social. reti:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Benjamin Clementine

London

 

London

(album: At Least For Now - 2015)


Now as he sits in the back of the grey caravan
Tomorrow he'll probably be jumping parisian metro barriers
With a bottle in his hands
Sparkling, sparkling water mixed with peaches and rum
Honestly I don't drink but if I did this would be my favourite punch, he said
Walk out the door with her
He could see everyone dressed in black
A class that seem too far, too fetched
She said look at you, look at you, the game is over
Your cup is full, your cup is full
Stop praying for more exposure
It is obvious that you are trying
Dubious, stop or you die here
You are pretending but no one is buying

London, London, London is calling you
What are you waiting for? What you searching for?
London, London, London is all in you
Why are you denying the truth?
I might, I might, I might be boring you, he said
Although it's not clear as the morning dew
Though my preferred ways are not happening
I won't underestimate who I am capable of becoming

'History will be made today' is written boldly on his face
So clear you could hardly miss it, you could hardly miss it
For transcending the barriers of yesterday was and is the dream
On a road where Cleopatra comes and goes like fishes caught in ponds
Then thrown back for fun
She said look at you, look at you, just pick a fleet
Your cup is full, your cup is full
What have you not yet achieved?
It is obvious that you are trying
Dubious, stop or you die here
You are pretending but no one is buying

London, London, London is calling you
What are you waiting for? What you searching for?
London, London, London is all in you
Why are you denying the truth?
I might, I might, I might be boring you, he said
Although it's not clear as the morning dew
Though my preferred ways are not happening I won't underestimate
Who I am capable of becoming

Fatto

Hai aggiunto tutte le parole sconosciute di questa canzone?