We’ve been sown, grown here on the soil
With roots that burrow deep
We’ve been long left, but edges of the coil now
Closer ever creep
Elders, tellers, keepers of the bygone
Treasures of the dirt
Brush and string we and scribble and we sing
And dig for the annals of the earth
And we try try try
To keep a little beauty in the world
All that died died died
We keep it in our hands
In their dark clouds, blackening the sun
They came down to the shores
Motors hard, loud
wicked - perverso
tellers - escrutinadores
voice - voz
treasures - tesouros
string - corda
still - ainda
pillars - pilares
prophet - profeta
peace - paz
overcome - superar
never - nunca
motors - motores
bygone - passado
world - mundo
brush - escova
bridges - pontes
hands - mãos
blackening - enegrecimento
beaten - espancado
rigid - rígido
burrow - toca
shadow - sombra
scribble - rabisco
edges - arestas
annals - anais
anymore - não mais
beauty - beleza
shores - margens
clouds - Nuvens
creep - rastejar
craving - ânsia
casting - casting
earth - Terra
little - pequeno
elders - anciãos
fading - desbotando
their - deles
roots - raízes
closer - mais perto
grown - crescido
keepers - guardiões
Clique em qualquer palavra para ver a tradução
Clique neste ícone para traduzir a frase inteira