Gearrthóg Físe
Lyrics
We see you standing on the highway
– Feicimid tú i do sheasamh ar an mhórbhealach
Waiting for the attention you don’t deserve
– Ag fanacht leis an aird nach bhfuil tuillte agat
Why didn’t you take your
– Cén fáth nár thóg tú do chuid
(Paint me a gun, my love) Why didn’t you take your
– (Péinteáil gunna dom, A ghrá) Cén Fáth nár thóg tú do
(And pull the trigger on me, baby) Photographs with you?
– (Agus tarraing An truicear ormsa, a leanbh) Grianghraif leat?
(Blow me away)
– (Reach me away)
Look at everyone else you’re killing with you
– Féach ar gach duine eile a bhfuil tú ag marú leat
Look at everyone else you’re killing with you
– Féach ar gach duine eile a bhfuil tú ag marú leat
Stand there in your suit and think this through
– Seas ansin i do chulaith agus smaoinigh air seo
Use your gun to be a memory
– Úsáid do ghunna le bheith ina chuimhne
It’s time to be honesty
– Tá sé in am a bheith macánta
She said, “walk through the rain”
– Dúirt sí, ” siúil tríd an mbáisteach”
And there’s a pulse, but not even a murderous photo
– Agus tá buille ann, ach ní fiú grianghraf dúnmharaithe
Think about being the hero
– Smaoinigh ar a bheith ar an laoch
Think about being the legend
– Smaoinigh ar a bheith ar an finscéal
Another one that went and forgot to return
– Ceann eile a chuaigh agus a rinne dearmad filleadh
Dining at a table for two, forget the expenses
– Ag ithe ag bord do bheirt, déan dearmad ar na costais
We see you standing on the highway
– Feicimid tú i do sheasamh ar an mhórbhealach
Waiting for the attention you don’t deserve
– Ag fanacht leis an aird nach bhfuil tuillte agat
Why didn’t you take your
– Cén fáth nár thóg tú do chuid
(Paint me a gun, my love) Why didn’t you take your
– (Péinteáil gunna dom, A ghrá) Cén Fáth nár thóg tú do
(And pull the trigger on me, baby) Photographs with you?
– (Agus tarraing An truicear ormsa, a leanbh) Grianghraif leat?
(Blow me away)
– (Reach me away)
Better pack your tears into a suitcase
– Is fearr do dheora a phacáil i gculaith
And run away with my heart
– Agus rith ar shiúl le mo chroí
Better pack your tears into a suitcase
– Is fearr do dheora a phacáil i gculaith
And run away with my heart
– Agus rith ar shiúl le mo chroí
And I don’t ever want to wake up
– And i don ‘ t wanna go awake
That bottle is no good anymore, no
– Níl an buidéal sin go maith níos mó, níl
It’s shattered, forgive me, it’s shattered, forgive me
– Tá sé briste, logh dom, tá sé briste, logh dom
It’s shattered, forgive me
– Tá sé briste, logh dom
I’d like to fade away, wipe me from your diary
– Ba mhaith liom céimnithe ar shiúl, wipe dom ó do dhialann
Because right now I bet you feel so alive, so alive
– Mar gheall anois cuirim geall go mbraitheann tú chomh beo, chomh beo
“But the ghost of me, it needs to die”
– “Ach an taibhse de dom, ní mór é a bás”
Well, I’m not trying to stop you, sir
– Bhuel, níl mé ag iarraidh tú a stopadh, a dhuine uasail
“But the ghost of me, it needs to die”
– “Ach an taibhse de dom, ní mór é a bás”
Well, I’m not gonna stop you, sir
– Ní stopfaidh mé thú, a dhuine uasail
It’s just that we need everyone here
– Níl ann ach go dteastaíonn gach duine uainn anseo
It’s just that we need everyone here
– Níl ann ach go dteastaíonn gach duine uainn anseo
Accounted for
– Cuntas
Everyone here accounted for
– Gach duine anseo cuntas
