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Just drink it up
 divendres 5/octubre/2012 - 03:55  565  6
Leonard Cohen
Darkness
I caught the darkness,
It was drinking from your cup.
I caught the darkness,
Drinking from your cup.
I said is this contagious?
You said just drink it up.
I got no future,
I know my days are few.
The presence not that pleasant,
Just a lot of things to do.
I thought the past would last me
But the darkness got that too.
I should've seen it coming
It was right behind your eyes.
You were young and it was summer
I just had to take a dive.
Winin' you was easy, but darkness was the price.
I don't smoke no cigarette, I don't drink no alcohol
I ain't had much loving yet
But that's always been your call.
Hey I don't miss it baby
I got no taste for anything at all
I used to love the rainbow
And I used to love the view.
Another early morning, I'd pretend that it was you.
But I caught the darkness baby
And I got it worse than you.
I caught the darkness,
It was drinking from your cup.
I caught the darkness,
Drinking from your cup.
I said is this contagious?
You said just drink it up.
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Traducció...
Saturday, October 6th 2012, 5:45 AM
"sui generis" del youtube:
Vaig agafar la foscor,
va ser bevent de la seva copa.
Vaig agafar la foscor,
que beu de la seva tassa.
he dit és aquest contagiós?
Vostè acaba de dir que beure.
No tinc futur.
Sé que els meus dies són pocs.
La presència no és tan agradable,
només un munt de coses que fer.
Vaig pensar que el passat em duraria
Però la foscor té això també.
havia d'haver vist venir
Estava just darrere dels ulls.
Vostè era jove i era estiu
jo havia de prendre una capbussada.
Winin 'li va ser fàcil, però la foscor era el preu.
No fumar cap cigarret,
no bec res d'alcohol
no s'havia encara molt estimar,
però que sempre ha estat la seva crida.
Ei, jo no t'ho perdis nadó
no tinc gust per res
m'agradava l'arc de Sant Martí
I m'encantava la vista.
Una altra bon matí, m'agradaria fer veure que eres tu.
Però vaig agafar la foscor baby
I el tinc pitjor que tu.
Vaig agafar la foscor, va ser bevent de la seva copa.
Vaig agafar la foscor, que beu de la seva tassa.
He dit és aquest contagiós? Vostè acaba de dir que beure.
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