Klipp Tal-Vidjo
Lirika
And the old religion humming in your veins
– U r-reliġjon il-qadima tgerger fil-vini tiegħek
Some animal instinct starting up again
– Xi istint tal annimali jerġa’jibda
And I am wound so tightly, I hardly even breathe
– U jien ferita daqshekk sewwa, bilkemm anke nieħu n-nifs
You wonder why we’re hungry for some kind of release
– Inti tistaqsi għaliex aħna bil ġuħ għal xi tip ta’rilaxx
So tired of being careful, so tired of being still
– Tant għajjien li toqgħod attent, tant għajjien li tkun kwiet
Give me something I can crush, something I can kill
– Agħtini xi ħaġa li nista’nfarrak, xi ħaġa li nista’noqtol
A lightning strike, a fallen tree
– Sajjetta, siġra waqgħet
And I’m afraid, oh, don’t let it find me
– U nibża’, oh, tħallihx isibni
But you can’t outrun yourself, you’ll see
– Imma ma tistax tegħleb lilek innifsek, tara
And I’m powerless, oh, don’t remind me
– U jien bla saħħa, oh, tfakkarnix
And it’s the old religion but the urge remains the same
– U hija r reliġjon l antika iżda l ħeġġa tibqa’l istess
Freedom from the body, freedom from the pain
– Ħelsien mill-ġisem, ħelsien mill-uġigħ
And it’s your troubled hero back for season six
– U huwa l eroj mnikkta tiegħek lura għas sitt staġun
When it’s at its darkest, it’s my favourite bit
– Meta jkun fl-iktar skur tiegħu, huwa l-bit favorit tiegħi
And I am wound so tightly, I hardly even breathe
– U jien ferita daqshekk sewwa, bilkemm anke nieħu n-nifs
You wonder why we’re hungry for some kind of release
– Inti tistaqsi għaliex aħna bil ġuħ għal xi tip ta’rilaxx
Watch me crawl on hands and knees
– Ara lili jitkaxkru fuq l idejn u l irkopptejn
And scratch at the door of heaven
– U tobrox fil bieb tas sema
A lightning strike, a fallen tree
– Sajjetta, siġra waqgħet
And I’m afraid, oh, don’t let it find me
– U nibża’, oh, tħallihx isibni
But you can’t outrun yourself, you’ll see
– Imma ma tistax tegħleb lilek innifsek, tara
And I’m powerless, I know, don’t remind me
– U jien bla saħħa, naf, tfakkarnix
And it’s the old religion humming in your veins
– U hija r reliġjon il qadima li tħabbat fil vini tiegħek
Some animal instinct starting up again
– Xi istint tal annimali jerġa’jibda
And I am wound so tightly, I hardly even breathe
– U jien ferita daqshekk sewwa, bilkemm anke nieħu n-nifs
You wonder why we’re hungry for some kind of release
– Inti tistaqsi għaliex aħna bil ġuħ għal xi tip ta’rilaxx
A lightning strike (And it’s the old religion), a fallen tree
– Sajjetta (u hija r-reliġjon l-antika), siġra waqgħet
And I’m afraid, oh, don’t let it find me
– U nibża’, oh, tħallihx isibni
But you can’t outrun (And it’s the old religion) yourself, you’ll see
– Imma ma tistax tegħleb (u hija r-reliġjon l-antika) lilek innifsek, tara
And I’m powerless, oh, don’t remind me
– U jien bla saħħa, oh, tfakkarnix
