The Dear Hunter — City Escape letra e tradução
A página contém a letra e a tradução em português da música "City Escape" de The Dear Hunter.
Letra
Please, what happened to the flame?
(It burned down the sides)
With a fondness for cooking history, revealing thoughts of Ms Terri.
In the heat of the night, a woman wealthy of a parous plight erased a harlots
life.
Plagued by practical and a mercenary lust they tear at her at her skin
(The trouble began, it would never end)
Clawing at her throat with a smell of desperate and a lack of regret
(The trouble began, it would never end)
Free, pardoned by the flame.
(That burned down the sides)
Her feet began to bleed between the seams, but she persisted to the streets.
In the heat of the night, the river rendered the chance she surely needs to stay alive.
Plagued by practical and a mercenary lust they tear at her at her skin
(The trouble began, it would never end)
Clawing at her throat with a smell of desperate and a lack of regret
(The trouble began, it would never end)
Oh, but her breath escapes her.
Oh, but the pulse remains.
Oh, but her breath escapes her.
Oh, but her pulse remains.
Places, People, the stage is set
Plagued by practical and a mercenary lust they tear at her at her skin
(The trouble began, it would never end)
Clawing at her throat with a smell of desperate and a lack of regret
(The trouble began, it would never end)
Tradução da letra
Por favor, o que aconteceu à chama?
(Incendiou os lados)
Com um gosto por cozinhar história, revelando pensamentos da Sra. Terri.
No calor da noite, uma mulher rica de uma situação parosa apagou as prostitutas.
vida.
Atormentados por uma luxúria prática e mercenária, rasgam-lhe a pele.
(The trouble began, it would never end)
A arranhar-lhe a garganta com um cheiro de desespero e falta de arrependimento
(The trouble began, it would never end)
Livre, perdoado pela chama.
(Que queimou os lados))
Seus pés começaram a sangrar entre as costuras, mas ela persistiu para as ruas.
No calor da noite, o rio deu-lhe a oportunidade de se manter viva.
Atormentados por uma luxúria prática e mercenária, rasgam-lhe a pele.
(The trouble began, it would never end)
A arranhar-lhe a garganta com um cheiro de desespero e falta de arrependimento
(The trouble began, it would never end)
Mas a respiração dela escapa-lhe.
Mas o pulso continua.
Mas a respiração dela escapa-lhe.
Mas o pulso continua.
Lugares, pessoas, o palco está pronto
Atormentados por uma luxúria prática e mercenária, rasgam-lhe a pele.
(The trouble began, it would never end)
A arranhar-lhe a garganta com um cheiro de desespero e falta de arrependimento
(The trouble began, it would never end)