Criomag Bhidio
Briathran Òran
Don’t you let me down
– Na leig sìos mi
If you let me drown
– ‘S ma leigeas tu leam fuireach
I’ll die in your arms again
– Bidh mi a ‘ bàsachadh nad ghàirdeanan a-rithist
I’ll die in your arms
– Bidh mi a ‘ bàsachadh nad làmhan
I won’t make a sound
– Cha bhith mi a ‘ dèanamh fuaim
Blood on the ground
– Fuil air an talamh
When they take my crown
– Nuair a bheir iad mo chrùn
If they take my crown
– Ma bheir iad mo chrùn
Oh
– Oh
Oh
– Oh
Oh
– Oh
Reflections lookin’ back at me
– Sùil air ais orm
They’re smilin’, they’re smilin’
– Tha iad smiling, tha iad smiling
I’m trapped inside a gilded cage
– Tha mi a ‘ fuireach ann an caisteal dhùn èideann
A golden blade I’m sharpening
– Lèine òir tha mi a ‘ geurachadh
It pleases you, I’ll see it through
– Tha e glè thoilichte, chì mi thu troimhe
I feel your chill across my skin
– Tha mi a ‘ faireachdainn do chill thairis air mo chraiceann
The seasons never change
– Cha atharraich na ràithean a-riamh
Don’t you let me down
– Na leig sìos mi
If you let me drown
– ‘S ma leigeas tu leam fuireach
I’ll die in your arms again
– Bidh mi a ‘ bàsachadh nad ghàirdeanan a-rithist
I’ll die in your arms
– Bidh mi a ‘ bàsachadh nad làmhan
I won’t make a sound
– Cha bhith mi a ‘ dèanamh fuaim
Blood on the ground
– Fuil air an talamh
When they take my crown
– Nuair a bheir iad mo chrùn
If they take my crown
– Ma bheir iad mo chrùn
Oh
– Oh
Oh
– Oh
Oh
– Oh
Oh
– Oh
I know you’re up
– Tha fios agam gu bheil thu suas
You think I don’t know you’re staying up all night
– Chan eil fhios agam am bi thu a ‘ dol a-mach a h-uile oidhche
Cooped up in that hotel room?
– A bheil thu a ‘ fuireach ann an taigh-òsta?
I know you
– Tha mi eòlach ort
You still got that adrenaline from the concert
– Fhuair thu an adrenaline sin fhathast bhon chuirm-chiùil
Ain’t no way you’re asleep
– Chan eil dòigh sam bith ann a tha thu airson cadal
My girl told me she saw you in Dallas, said you didn’t look good
– Thuirt mo nighean rium gum faca i Thu Ann An Dallas, thuirt i nach robh thu a ‘ coimhead math
That you barely finished the show
– Gur gann gun do chrìochnaich thu an taisbeanadh
I just hope you’re not back to the old you
– Tha mi an dòchas nach eil thu a ‘ dol air ais gu seann
How much longer you in Texas for?
– Dè cho fada ‘ s a tha Thu ann An Texas?
I’m just worried, you worked so hard to be better
– Tha mi dìreach draghail, dh ‘ obraich thu cho cruaidh gus a bhith nas fheàrr
And now you’re back, drowning in that shit
– Agus a-nis tha thu air ais, a ‘ bàthadh anns an shit sin
Don’t let this industry break you, baby
– Na leig leis a ‘ ghnìomhachas seo do bhriseadh, pàisde
Don’t let them take you from me
– Na leig leotha do thoirt bhuam
Wait
– Fuirich
I been up tourin’ state
– Bha mi shuas an staidhre
45 off a safe
– 45 dheth sàbhailte
At the top is my place
– Aig a ‘mhullach tha m’ àite
You and I, different wave
– Thu fhèin agus mise, tonn eadar-dhealaichte
Always know when you’re late
– Chan eil fhios agad nuair a tha e anmoch
I could never tell you wait
– Cha bhithinn a-riamh ag innse dhut feitheamh
Made me talk at the lake
– Bruadar mu dheidhinn lake
Lavish life type of estate
– Seòrsa beatha Lavish oighreachd
Losin’ time when you pace
– Losa an uair a bha thu fathast
What we can do if you’d waste
– Dè as urrainn dhuinn a dhèanamh ma chailleas tu cuideam
I know the sky’s been in haze
– Tha fios agam gu bheil an t-uisge ann an-dràsta
You never been through this phase
– Cha robh thu a-riamh tron ìre seo
Been in fire, livin’ fake
– Livin ‘ tha fake
Know you try, but it’s late
– Fhios agad feuchainn, ach tha e anmoch
I run the lobby, every summer
– Bidh mi a ‘ ruith an lobaidh, gach samhradh
Buy her body, two-step a stutter
– Ceannaich a corp, dà-cheum stutter
Platinum ’round my wrist, bird chirp like I’m Stunna
– Platinum ‘ timcheall air mo dùirn, eun chirp mar A Tha Mi Stunna
Look around this bitch while the DJ set cut up
– Coimhead timcheall air a ‘ghalla seo fhad’ s a tha an dj seata a ‘ gearradh suas
Flashes from the pics in my sections while I’m fucked up
– A ‘faighinn a-mach mu na h-aplacaidean agam fhad’ s a tha mi a ‘ cluich
Bad bitch I been waitin’ to get with, hope I don’t nut up
– ‘S truagh nach do dh’fhuirich mi tioram
Yeah, nut up, man, this shit is trouble
– Yeah, cnò suas, a dhuine, tha an cac seo na thrioblaid
I been hittin’ licks, seein’ splits, doin’ double
– Tha mi a’ fuireach, a’ fuireach, a’ dol
No, it’s no events, check my temp, watch it bubble
– Chan e, chan e tachartasan a th ‘ ann, thoir sùil air an temp agam, coimhead air bubble
Don’t you let me down
– Na leig sìos mi
If you let me drown
– ‘S ma leigeas tu leam fuireach
Die in your arms again
– A-rithist anns na làmhan agad
I won’t make a sound
– Cha bhith mi a ‘ dèanamh fuaim
Blood on the ground
– Fuil air an talamh
When they take my crown
– Nuair a bheir iad mo chrùn
If they take my crown
– Ma bheir iad mo chrùn
What does that shit feel like anyway?
– Ciamar a tha an shit sin a ‘ faireachdainn co-dhiù?
