Portugal. The Man — Horse Warming Party letra e tradução
A página contém a letra e a tradução em português da música "Horse Warming Party" de Portugal. The Man.
Letra
That giant was a fighter born and raised
Mississippi born and raised
On that canvas born and raised
Dirty streets born and raised
The people stood up to wave those white flags
The devil had died, devil had died, the devil died
Born and raised through the valley born and raised
In the city born and raised
Down south born and raised
The people stood up and a cheer went through the air
That devil had died, devil had died, the devil died
Sharpened tongues fair painted divers
Forearms rest in streams of silver
Golden people pass in silence
But it won’t slip away
That giant was a mountain of a man
Walking trembles through the earth
Like a riot in the streets tearin' Florence to the ground.
The people stood up to wave those white flags
The devil had died, devil had died, the devil died
Born and raised in 65 born and raised
In the streets born and raised
Televised born and raised
The people stood up and a cheer went through the air
That devil had died, devil had died, the devil died
Sharpened tongues fair painted divers
Forearms rest in streams of silver
Golden people pass in silence
But it won’t slip away
That giant was a fighter born and raised
Mississippi born and raised
On that canvas born and raised
Dirty streets born and raised
The people stood up to wave those white flags
The devil had died, devil had died, the devil died
Born and raised In those gloves born and raised
In them women born and raised
In the mind born and raised
The people stood up and a cheer went through the air
That devil had died, devil had died, the devil died
Tradução da letra
Aquele gigante era um lutador nascido e criado.
Mississippi nascido e criado
Naquela tela nascida e criada
Ruas sujas nascidas e criadas
As pessoas levantaram-se para acenar aquelas bandeiras brancas
O diabo tinha morrido, o diabo tinha morrido, o diabo tinha morrido.
Nascido e criado através do Vale nascido e criado
Na cidade nascida e criada
Down south born and raised
O povo levantou-se e um aplauso atravessou o ar
O diabo tinha morrido, o diabo tinha morrido, o diabo tinha morrido.
Línguas afiadas mergulhadores pintados
Os antebraços repousam em correntes de prata
As pessoas douradas passam em silêncio
Mas não vai escapar
Aquele gigante era uma montanha de homem
Caminhar treme pela terra
Como um motim nas ruas a arrastar Florença até ao chão.
As pessoas levantaram-se para acenar aquelas bandeiras brancas
O diabo tinha morrido, o diabo tinha morrido, o diabo tinha morrido.
Nascido e criado em 65 anos nascido e criado
Nas ruas nascidas e criadas
Nascido e criado na televisão
O povo levantou-se e um aplauso atravessou o ar
O diabo tinha morrido, o diabo tinha morrido, o diabo tinha morrido.
Línguas afiadas mergulhadores pintados
Os antebraços repousam em correntes de prata
As pessoas douradas passam em silêncio
Mas não vai escapar
Aquele gigante era um lutador nascido e criado.
Mississippi nascido e criado
Naquela tela nascida e criada
Ruas sujas nascidas e criadas
As pessoas levantaram-se para acenar aquelas bandeiras brancas
O diabo tinha morrido, o diabo tinha morrido, o diabo tinha morrido.
Nascido e criado nessas Luvas nascido e criado
Nelas, as mulheres nascidas e criadas
Na mente nascida e criada
O povo levantou-se e um aplauso atravessou o ar
O diabo tinha morrido, o diabo tinha morrido, o diabo tinha morrido.