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You Will Never Work in Television Again - Euskarazko itzulpena - The Smile 「Abestien Letrak」

(Thom Yorke, Jonny Greenwood, Tom Skinner) | Fear not my love, he's a fat fucking mist
Young bones spat out, girls slitting their wrists
Curtain calling for the kiss, from the nursery rhyme
Behind some rocks, underneath some bridge


You Will Never Work in Television Again 「Abestien Letrak」 - The Smile

(Thom Yorke, Jonny Greenwood, Tom Skinner) | Fear not my love, he's a fat fucking mist
Young bones spat out, girls slitting their wrists
Curtain calling for the kiss, from the nursery rhyme
Behind some rocks, underneath some bridge
Some gangster troll promising the moon

Yeah right
Sleep tight
All night

[Verse 2]
Some kid, in golden chains, two slippery ropes
A lonely stitch, left to be unpicked, including my left foot


Let the lights down low, bunga bunga or
You'll never work in television again

Yeah right

[Verse 3]
He chews 'em up, he spits 'em out
It's whatshisname, the genie man
Mechanical, mechanical
All those beautiful young hopes and dreams
Devoured by those evil eyes and those piggy limbs
You sad fuck, you throw small change
Take your dirty hands off my love


[Outro]
Heaven knows where else you've been
Heaven knows where else you've been
Heaven knows where else you've been
Heaven knows where else you've been
Heaven knows where else you've been


You Will Never Work in Television Again - Euskarazko itzulpena - The Smile 「Abestien Letrak」


Teme no mi amor, es una mierja gorda.
Huesos jóvenes escupidos, chicas que cortan sus muñecas
Cortina llamando al beso, de la rima de la guardería.
Detrás de algunas rocas, debajo de un puente.
Un troll gángster prometiendo la luna

Sí claro


Sueño profundo
Toda la noche

[Verso 2]
Algunos niños, en cadenas doradas, dos cuerdas resbaladizas.
Una puntada solitaria, dejada para ser desaparecida, incluyendo mi pie izquierdo.
Deja que las luces se vuelvan bajas, BUNGA BUNGA o
Nunca volverás a trabajar en la televisión.

Sí claro

[Verso 3]
Los mastica, los escupe
Es whatshisname, el hombre genio


Mecánico, mecánico
Todas esas hermosas esperanzas y sueños.
Devorado por esos ojos malvados y esas extremidades persiguas.
Te triste joder, tiras pequeños cambios
Toma tus manos sucias de mi amor

[OUTRO]
El cielo sabe donde más has estado
El cielo sabe donde más has estado
El cielo sabe donde más has estado
El cielo sabe donde más has estado
El cielo sabe donde más has estado