Criomag Bhidio
Briathran Òran
Giuro, è l’ultima volta
– I swear that’s tha last time
Mi hai svegliato mentre te ne andavi sbattendo la porta
– Dh’èirich mi moch madainn chèitein
Risultato di aver peggiorato una sera già storta
– Mar thoradh air a bhith a ‘ fàs nas miosa air feasgar a bha crosta mu thràth
Ti ho lasciato un messaggio sul tavolo e non ti sei accorta
– Chuir mi teachdaireachd thugad air a ‘ bhòrd agus cha do mhothaich thu
Però chissene importa
– Cò aig a bheil cùram
Dimmi, pensi mentivo?
– Inns dhomh, a bheil thu a ‘ smaoineachadh gu bheil mi breugach?
Su WhatsApp ho lo stesso messaggio da mesi che scrivo
– ‘S Dòcha’ S E Àm
Sembra come se cuore e cervello li avessi nel frigo
– Tha mo chridhe ‘s mo ghaol air aird a’ chuain
Perderò i sensi per primo
– Chaill mi mo dhreuchd an toiseach
Nebbia nel posto in cui vivo, umore grigio, Resident Evil
– An t-àite far a bheil mi a ‘ fuireach, mood grey, Resident Evil
E ora che è pieno il mio conto in banca
– Agus a-nis gu bheil mo chunntas banca làn
Fingi che mi disprezzi, ma menti
– Leig ort gu bheil thu a ‘ dèanamh tàir orm, ach laighe
Sai che ero già un pezzo da novanta
– Tha fios agad gu robh mi mu thràth nan naoidheanan
Con in tasca due pezzi da venti
– Le dà fhichead pìos nad phòcaid
Parlo, a te frega più della gente
– Tha mi a ‘bruidhinn, tha thu a’ gabhail cùram nas motha na daoine
Io quello che si supera sempre
– ‘S mise an tè a tha daonnan os cionn
Che per mettere tutti d’accordo piuttosto alla fine recupera niente
– Sin a chur a h-uile duine ann an aonta seach ann an deireadh fhaighinn air ais dad
Senza senno di poi so che ti scriverò
– Tha fios agam gun sgrìobh mi thugad I would write to you
Una canzone d’odio quando non sarò sobrio
– ‘S tric a chanas mi nach eil mi sunndach
Non esiste più “noi”, mi hai detto mille “no”
– Chan eil “sinn ” ann tuilleadh, dh’innis thu dhomh mìle ” chan”
Finisce un manicomio se non so più chi sono
– Bidh madadh-allaidh a ‘ tighinn gu crìch mura h-eil fios agam cò mi tuilleadh
Spero né ora né mai, prima mi mandi in apnea
– Tha mi an dòchas nach eil a-nis no a-riamh, mus cuir thu freediving thugam
E poi mi chiedi: “Che hai?”, sai bene che non ne ho idea
– Agus an uairsin bidh thu a ‘faighneachd dhomh: ” Dè a th ‘ agad? “, tha fhios agad nach ‘ eil beachd agam
E adesso che vuoi? Se mai ti rivedrò
– Dè tha thu ag iarraidh a-nis? Ma chì mi a-rithist thu
Io piuttosto ci muoio, però non ti perdono
– Is fheàrr leam bàsachadh an sin, ach chan eil mi a ‘ toirt maitheanas dhut
I’m like, “Fuck what we had,” that shit in the past
– Tha mi mar, ” Fuck
I’m tryna get past all that
– Tha mi tr fhaighinn
Open wounds like a scar, I’m keeping my guard up
– Tha mi a ‘faireachdainn mar gu bheil mi a’ faireachdainn
I done been stabbed in my back
– ‘S mi air M’ ais air m ‘ Ais
You was having your fun, we should’ve been done
– h-eadailte
But I let you still come back
– Ach leig mi y
Really gave you my heart, you don’t trust me at all
– Thug Reall g cridhe
I hate you feel like that
– Is fuath leam a bhith a ‘ smaoineachadh sin
You can do what you want, I ain’t salty
– Chan urrainn dhomh leum
If it ever go sour, don’t call me
– Ma tha e a-riamh a ‘ dol goirt, na cuir fòn thugam
What we had, that shit been in a coffin
– Bha mi, bha an cac sin ann an ciste
You were messy, lil’ bitch, and I’m off it
– I’m off it, lil’ bitch, tha mi dheth
Tryna argue, you get no response from me
– Na faigh freagairt bhuam
Let you have it, what more do you want from me?
– Leig y
Better get out my way, yeah, the star coming
– Is fheàrr faighinn a-mach ma
You took me as a joke and I’m not funny
– Y
She led me out my way with the lights on
– Thug i mach mi ma
Making videos listening to my songs
– A ‘ dèanamh bhideothan ag èisteachd Ri m mac
I deleted your pictures on my phone
– Tha mi a ‘ sguabadh às
Feelin’ better since I’ve been on my own
– Tha mi a ‘faireachdainn nas fheàrr bhon a bha mi air m’ aodann
Know you thinking I’m coming back, I’m gone
– Kno thu a ‘smaoineachadh gu bheil mi a’ tighinn air ais, tha mi air falbh
I can’t sit here and play with you, I’m grown
– Chan urrainn dhomh suidhe an seo agus cluich
Hit the one that I love, tell her come home
– Hit an tè air a bheil gaol agam, innis dhi tighinn dhachaigh
I’m sorry
– Tha Mi Duilich
Senza senno di poi so che ti scriverò
– Tha fios agam gun sgrìobh mi thugad I would write to you
Una canzone d’odio quando non sarò sobrio
– ‘S tric a chanas mi nach eil mi sunndach
Non esiste più “noi”, mi hai detto mille “no”
– Chan eil “sinn ” ann tuilleadh, dh’innis thu dhomh mìle ” chan”
Finisce un manicomio se non so più chi sono
– Bidh madadh-allaidh a ‘ tighinn gu crìch mura h-eil fios agam cò mi tuilleadh
Spero né ora né mai, prima mi mandi in apnea
– Tha mi an dòchas nach eil a-nis no a-riamh, mus cuir thu freediving thugam
E poi mi chiedi: “Che hai?”, sai bene che non ne ho idea
– Agus an uairsin bidh thu a ‘faighneachd dhomh: ” Dè a th ‘ agad? “, tha fhios agad nach ‘ eil beachd agam
E adesso che vuoi? Se mai ti rivedrò
– Dè tha thu ag iarraidh a-nis? Ma chì mi a-rithist thu
Io piuttosto ci muoio, però non ti perdono
– Is fheàrr leam bàsachadh an sin, ach chan eil mi a ‘ toirt maitheanas dhut
