Klipp Tal-Vidjo
Lirika
One, two, three, four
– Wieħed, tnejn, tlieta, erbgħa
One, two
– Wieħed, tnejn
It’s a motorcycle drive-by
– Huwa sewqan bil – mutur
Baby, dry your kind eyes
– Tarbija, nixxef l-għajnejn ġentili tiegħek
I think it’s about time we headed home
– Naħseb li wasal iż żmien li morna d dar
Walking on such tight rope with my damn high hopes
– Mixi fuq ħabel issikkat bħal dan bit tamiet kbar kkritikati tiegħi
Country boys don’t die alone
– Is subien tal pajjiż ma jmutux waħedhom
Reading poetry under shade trees
– Qari poeżija taħt siġar dell
That woman, she’s my baby
– Dik il-mara, hi t-tarbija tiegħi
I will be in Richmond by tonight
– Se nkun Richmond illejla
With so much shame inside me
– B’tant mistħija ġewwa fija
I just want to hide me
– Irrid biss naħbi
But they want to hear me sing my songs under lights
– Imma jridu jisimgħuni nkanta l kanzunetti tiegħi taħt id dwal
It’s a motorcycle drive-by
– Huwa sewqan bil – mutur
Baby, dry your kind eyes
– Tarbija, nixxef l-għajnejn ġentili tiegħek
I think it’s about time we headed home
– Naħseb li wasal iż żmien li morna d dar
Walking on such tight rope with my damn high hopes
– Mixi fuq ħabel issikkat bħal dan bit tamiet kbar kkritikati tiegħi
The country boys don’t die alone
– Is subien tal pajjiż ma jmutux waħedhom
Everyday’s so fleeting, and I have been trying to save it while I can
– Ta’kuljum daqshekk qasir, u kont qed nipprova nsalvaha waqt li nista’
The look on her face, all these hot humid days
– Id-dehra fuq wiċċha, dawn il-ġranet umdi sħan kollha
And the boys in my damn band
– U s-subien fil-banda kkritikata tiegħi
It’s a motorcycle drive-by
– Huwa sewqan bil – mutur
Baby, dry your kind eyes
– Tarbija, nixxef l-għajnejn ġentili tiegħek
I think it’s about time we headed home
– Naħseb li wasal iż żmien li morna d dar
Walking on such tight rope with my damn high hopes
– Mixi fuq ħabel issikkat bħal dan bit tamiet kbar kkritikati tiegħi
Country boys don’t die alone
– Is subien tal pajjiż ma jmutux waħedhom
Reading poetry under shade trees
– Qari poeżija taħt siġar dell
That woman, she’s my baby
– Dik il-mara, hi t-tarbija tiegħi
I will be in Richmond by tonight
– Se nkun Richmond illejla
With so much shame inside me
– B’tant mistħija ġewwa fija
I just want to hide me
– Irrid biss naħbi
They want to hear me sing my songs under lights
– Iridu jisimgħuni nkanta l kanzunetti tiegħi taħt id dwal
