Vampire Weekend
Vampire Weekend - Giving Up the Gun Spanish translation lyrics
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Renunciando La Pistola
Tu espada ha crecido vieja e oxidado Quemada debajo del sol naciente Encerrado como un trofeo Olvidado todas las cosas que ha hecho Aunque ha sido un largo tiempo Estas devuelto endonde empesastes Lo puedo ver en tus ojos Que has renunciado la pistola Quando yo era 17 Yo tenia muñecas de hacero Y me sentia completo Y ahora mi cuerpo se desvanece Debajo de una farsa de latón Y soy obsoleto Pero si la oportunidad permamesca De todos los disparos de rifle Pero todavia tengo antojo de ese sonido CORO Te oi tocar la guitarra En un velocidad miserable En donde los skinheads peliaban Tu sonrisa Tokugawa Y estilo garbage Rescataba la noche Sentiste la ola que venia Me dijiste que todos seriamos valientes Tu dijistes que no huirias Peros en los años que pasaron Desde que te ultimamente vi No has movido una pulgada CORO Te veo brillar en tu manera Sigue, sigue, sigue CORO
Giving Up the Gun
Your sword's grown old and rusty, burnt beneath the rising sun It's locked up like a trophy, forgetting all the things it's done And though it's been a long time, you're right back where you started from I see it in your eyes that now you’re giving up the gun When I was 17, I had wrists like steel and I felt complete And now my body fades behind a brass charade and I'm obsolete But if the chance remains to see those better days, I'd cut the cannons down My ears are blown to bits from all the rifle hits, but still I crave that sound Your sword's grown old and rusty, burnt beneath the rising sun It's locked up like a trophy, forgetting all the things it's done And though it's been a long time, you're right back where you started from I see it in your eyes that now you’re giving up the gun I heard you play guitar down at a seedy bar where skinheads used to fight Your Tokugawa smile and your garbage style used to save the night You felt the coming wave, told me we'd all be brave, you said you wouldn't flinch But in the years that passed since I saw you last, you haven't moved an inch Your sword's grown old and rusty, burnt beneath the rising sun It's locked up like a trophy, forgetting all the things it's done And though it's been a long time, you're right back where you started from I see it in your eyes that now you’re giving up the gun I see you shine in your way Go on, go on, go on Your sword's grown old and rusty, burnt beneath the rising sun It's locked up like a trophy, forgetting all the things it's done And though it's been a long time, you're right back where you started from I see it in your eyes that now you’re giving up the gun