I never said I would stay to the end
I knew I would leave you with babies and everything
Screaming like this in the hole of sincerity
Screaming me over and over and over
I leave you with photographs
pictures of trickery
Stains on the carpet and stains on the memory
Songs about happiness murmured in dreams
When we both of us knew how the end always is...
How the end always is...
The Cure, Disintegration (1989)
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Podeu traduir les següents paraules: 'trickery' i 'stains'?
Gràcieees!
Molt adequat Dave, molt adequat...
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