Annabelle Dinda – The Hand Angle Lyrics & Ayisyen Tradiksyon

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Every time a guy writes a song, he’s a cowboy, a sailor
– Chak fwa yon nèg ekri yon chante, li se yon koboy, yon maren
Playing with the world in his palm like the first pioneer
– Jwe ak mond lan nan palmis li tankou premye pyonye a
Every time he opens his mouth, it’s a loud movie trailer
– Chak fwa li louvri bouch li, li se yon trelè fim byen fò
Clipping every image and sound he thinks proves he was here
– Koupe tout imaj ak son li panse pwouve li te isit la

A hand, a spike, a physical fight, a flash of light, a curtain
– Yon men, yon spike, yon batay fizik, yon flash nan limyè, yon rido
A toll, a tithe, the passage of time, a height, a dive, a burden
– Yon peyaj, yon dizyèm, pasaj la nan tan, yon wotè, yon plonje, yon chay
A girl, a night, a typical type, a siren in the water
– Yon ti fi, yon nwit, yon kalite tipik, yon sirèn nan dlo a
A scroll, a nod, a message from God, a son, a Holy Father
– Yon woulo, yon nod, yon mesaj Ki Soti Nan Bondye, yon pitit gason, yon Papa Apa Pou Bondye

Every time a guy writes a song, he’s a sailor, a cowboy
– Chak fwa yon nèg ekri yon chante, li se yon maren, yon koboy
Holding out the world in his palm like he made it himself
– Kenbe mond lan nan palmis li tankou li te fè li tèt li
Every time I open my mouth, I think, “Wow, what a loud noise”
– Chak fwa mwen louvri bouch mwen, mwen panse, “Wow, ki sa yon bri fò”
Still on the soapbox, just hoping I seem underwhelmed
– Toujou sou bwat savon an, jis espere mwen sanble underwhelmed

The hand, the pen, the writing again, the wind around the willow
– Men an, plim la, ekri a ankò, van an alantou willow la
The felt, the ice, the passage of time, the melting down the window
– Te santi a, glas la, pasaj la nan tan, k ap fonn desann fenèt la
The now, the then, the thinking of “when,” the bottle in the ocean
– Kounye a, lè sa a, panse a “lè, ” boutèy la nan oseyan an
The strike, the pause, the message from God forbid she shows emotion
– Grèv la, poz la, mesaj Bondye a anpeche li montre emosyon

This isn’t rage, it’s worth a mention
– Sa a se pa kòlè, li la vo yon mansyone
This is a fake internal tension
– Sa se yon fo tansyon entèn
Sometimes, I spread out one opinion
– Pafwa, mwen gaye yon opinyon
And stand on its back to gauge attention
– Epi kanpe sou do li pou mezire atansyon
This isn’t rage, it’s too specific
– Sa a se pa kòlè, li twò espesifik
I like to hate symbolic limits
– Mwen renmen rayi limit senbolik
This is no statement, I’m complicit
– Sa a se pa yon deklarasyon, mwen konplis
This is a dream, God put me in it
– Sa se yon rèv, Bondye mete m nan li

A hand, a spike, a physical fight, the wind around the willow
– Yon men, yon spike, yon batay fizik, van an alantou willow la
A toll, a tithe, the passage of time, the melting down the window
– Yon peyaj, yon dizyèm, pasaj la nan tan, k ap fonn desann fenèt la
The now, the then, the thinking of “when,” the siren in the water
– Kounye a, lè sa a, panse a “lè,” sirèn nan dlo a
The strike, the pause, the message from God, does that make me His daughter?
– Grèv La, poz La, mesaj Bondye a, èske sa fè m pitit fi l?
A hand, a shove, a valley, a jump, a score under the wire
– Yon men, yon pouse, yon fon, yon sote, yon nòt anba fil la

Just sweep me up, just sweep me up and take me somewhere higher
– Jis bale m’, jis bale m ‘ak pran m’ yon kote ki pi wo
Just sweep me up, just sweep me up and take me somewhere higher
– Jis bale m’, jis bale m ‘ak pran m’ yon kote ki pi wo
Just sweep me up, just sweep me up and take me somewhere higher
– Jis bale m’, jis bale m ‘ak pran m’ yon kote ki pi wo


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