Hojas de otoño que recogen el peso de las cenizas de Verano
Are cracked and broken by my intruding step Están agrietadas rotas y por mi paso intrusos
Foreign thoughts that invade my questioning De Relaciones Exteriores de los pensamientos que invaden mi interrogatorio
Of deaths' cold cold waiting De las muertes "frío frío de espera
No bait will deter the ancient stalker No se cebo disuadir a los antiguos Stalker
Whose colour I'm not sure of Cuyo color no estoy seguro de
Who's walked between this park ¿Quién caminaba entre este parque
And with icy fingers prepared this morbid corridor of bracken Y con los dedos helados preparado este mórbida corredor de los helechos
To take my steps closer there all the time Para tener más cerca mis pasos allí todo el tiempo
Then your fingers - hard and comforting Entonces los dedos - duro y reconfortante
Write softly through my hair Escribir suavemente a través de mi pelo
All that we're afraid of in each other Todos los que estamos en el miedo de unos a otros
All that may die between us without death to take the blame Todo lo que pueden morir entre nosotros sin la muerte a tener la c**pa
To play games so unprepared Para jugar tan preparados
To dance round fires unguarded Para bailar sin vigilancia de incendios vuelta
Tears become blood of sorrow Convertido en lágrimas de sangre de dolor
And my pulse keeps time so badly with the tune you play to me Y mi pulso mantiene tanto tiempo con la música que usted juega para mí
My steps down streets that remain unchanged but change so many Mis pasos por las calles que permanecen sin cambios, pero cambiar tantos
Will just vanish like yesterday Se acaba de desaparecer como ayer
Don't think dark throughts you tell me No creo oscuro throughts me dices
Yet all our fate waits prepared in darkness Sin embargo, todos nuestro destino espera preparado en la oscuridad
And my hand will fumble for the door Y mi mano para enredarte la puerta
Whose handle is too high for me Cuyo mango es demasiado alto para mí
Whose wood is from those mighty trees Cuya madera es de los poderosos árboles
The trees that lay down their leaves so wrecklessly Los árboles que se establecen sus hojas a fin de wrecklessly
My light remains flickering in Autumn Sigue siendo mi luz en otoño de parpadeo
And musky smoke from blazing bonfires Almizclado y el humo de fogatas llameante
Will rise like incense from the funeral pyre Aumentará como incienso de la pira funeral
In preparation En preparación
Autumn leaves that collect weight in the ashes of Summer
Are cracked and broken by my intruding step
Foreign thoughts that invade my questioning
Of deaths' cold cold waiting
No bait will deter the ancient stalker
Whose colour I'm not sure of
Who's walked between this park
And with icy fingers prepared this morbid corridor of bracken
To take my steps closer there all the time
Then your fingers - hard and comforting
Write solfly through my hair
All that may die between us without death to take the blame
To play games so unprepared
To dance round fires ungurded
Tears become blood of sorrow
And my pulse keeps time so badly with the tune you play with me
My steps down streets that remain unchanged but change so many
Will just vanish like yesterday
Don't think dark throughts you tell me
Yet all our fate waits prepared in darkness
And my hand will funble for the door
Whose handle is too high for me
Whose wood is from those mighty trees
The trees that lay down their leaves so wrecklessly
Mlight remains flickering in Autumn
And musky smoke from blazing bonfires
Will rise like incence from the funeral pyre
In preperation
Are cracked and broken by my intruding step Están agrietadas rotas y por mi paso intrusos
Foreign thoughts that invade my questioning De Relaciones Exteriores de los pensamientos que invaden mi interrogatorio
Of deaths' cold cold waiting De las muertes "frío frío de espera
No bait will deter the ancient stalker No se cebo disuadir a los antiguos Stalker
Whose colour I'm not sure of Cuyo color no estoy seguro de
Who's walked between this park ¿Quién caminaba entre este parque
And with icy fingers prepared this morbid corridor of bracken Y con los dedos helados preparado este mórbida corredor de los helechos
To take my steps closer there all the time Para tener más cerca mis pasos allí todo el tiempo
Then your fingers - hard and comforting Entonces los dedos - duro y reconfortante
Write softly through my hair Escribir suavemente a través de mi pelo
All that we're afraid of in each other Todos los que estamos en el miedo de unos a otros
All that may die between us without death to take the blame Todo lo que pueden morir entre nosotros sin la muerte a tener la c**pa
To play games so unprepared Para jugar tan preparados
To dance round fires unguarded Para bailar sin vigilancia de incendios vuelta
Tears become blood of sorrow Convertido en lágrimas de sangre de dolor
And my pulse keeps time so badly with the tune you play to me Y mi pulso mantiene tanto tiempo con la música que usted juega para mí
My steps down streets that remain unchanged but change so many Mis pasos por las calles que permanecen sin cambios, pero cambiar tantos
Will just vanish like yesterday Se acaba de desaparecer como ayer
Don't think dark throughts you tell me No creo oscuro throughts me dices
Yet all our fate waits prepared in darkness Sin embargo, todos nuestro destino espera preparado en la oscuridad
And my hand will fumble for the door Y mi mano para enredarte la puerta
Whose handle is too high for me Cuyo mango es demasiado alto para mí
Whose wood is from those mighty trees Cuya madera es de los poderosos árboles
The trees that lay down their leaves so wrecklessly Los árboles que se establecen sus hojas a fin de wrecklessly
My light remains flickering in Autumn Sigue siendo mi luz en otoño de parpadeo
And musky smoke from blazing bonfires Almizclado y el humo de fogatas llameante
Will rise like incense from the funeral pyre Aumentará como incienso de la pira funeral
In preparation En preparación
Autumn leaves that collect weight in the ashes of Summer
Are cracked and broken by my intruding step
Foreign thoughts that invade my questioning
Of deaths' cold cold waiting
No bait will deter the ancient stalker
Whose colour I'm not sure of
Who's walked between this park
And with icy fingers prepared this morbid corridor of bracken
To take my steps closer there all the time
Then your fingers - hard and comforting
Write solfly through my hair
All that may die between us without death to take the blame
To play games so unprepared
To dance round fires ungurded
Tears become blood of sorrow
And my pulse keeps time so badly with the tune you play with me
My steps down streets that remain unchanged but change so many
Will just vanish like yesterday
Don't think dark throughts you tell me
Yet all our fate waits prepared in darkness
And my hand will funble for the door
Whose handle is too high for me
Whose wood is from those mighty trees
The trees that lay down their leaves so wrecklessly
Mlight remains flickering in Autumn
And musky smoke from blazing bonfires
Will rise like incence from the funeral pyre
In preperation