Loke Nyberg - För Fallna Änglar Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

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For Fallen Angels

It is heavy silent walls, barbed wire, steel and cages
High security and body search
I am supervised by a camera, every movement guarded,
When I show a valid identification
I got searched again, and then escorted
To a small room that reeks of sweat and smoke
And when all the impressions mix
I can barely breathe
Then I'm only just visiting
There are wise men and women,
Prophets, clairvoyants
But when it comes to the art of foretelling no one's more competent than the other,
With their hundred correct-percentage, but the Judge first and foremost in this guild
He has foreseen your destiny,
Like stopped the flow of time
Your future lies predetermined and finished
So I turn my eye,
Towards the lovely years past
And the fantastic person you were

And my heart starts to tremble
Because I remember you as a fairy
You laughed at everything and nothing
With you nothing was dangerous,
Not even particulary serious
You stumbled around, you danced in a ring
It was free candies,
It was wild carousels
It was a colourful circus without any demands
It was a rollercoaster ride
You embraced our world
Without ever charging anything for what you gave
We danced through the years,
But a night like last Spring
I woke up from you standing beside my bed
And I can promise nothing, but you seemed to still be asleep
But you sang a strange chorus

About a place for Fallen Angels, where you live on time you don't have
If you've been there once you'll want to go back
Where you forget where you came from, you forget who you are
You forget where you're going and all that it means
Where clipped wings heal, where you do whatever you want
Where you do not age, because time stands still
But the rest of the world becomes meaninglessly grey
You have to be there to understand

It was after it happened, it was like everything turned around,
I saw a flash of sorrow every time you smiled
We had so much time, but you were always in a hurry
And nothing you had was ever enough
Nothing seemed to suffice anymore, it was here you started lying
Even to the one you had in your arms
And a love song you were bestowed, got exceeded and drowned
From an itch in your chest and your bowels
And in the city's cracks and corners
You found other fallen girls
They sang the same melody as you
With the same discarded halo,
And broken story
About foster fathers, BUP* and LBU**
And you called in the middle of the night
With a voice as if under water
You laughed, you cried at the same time
Asked for forgiveness and comfort
With a screamed-until-broken voice,
And you sang your cursed song

There is a place for Fallen Angels, where you live on time you don't have
If you've been there once you'll want to go back
Where you forget where you came from, you forget who you are
You forget where you're going and all that it means
Where clipped wings heal, where you do whatever you want
Where you do not age, because time stands still
But the rest of the world becomes meaninglessly grey
You have to be there to understand

And I raise my eye again
I realize I am crying
Trapped in a room that reeks of sweat
But it's rage that I'm feeling,
It's raging and it's burning
How can a grown person be so foolish?

Because I'm tired of these tears
I'm tired of these fools
Who's decided that their pain is unique
The fucking desire to get to fall
Of course it lives in us all
The difference is mostly in the shades of our scream
Yeah I also have this eagerness
And it rages and it scratches
The same rage and the same frustration
But through all these years,
I have chosen another trail
Because you have shown me that journey's end station
Yeah, I have had my role model,
A Fallen Angel proud and wild
Who's shown the way through the screams, through the crying
Now that your hair has lost its shine
I shall call you sister
You shall forever be loved and forgiven
Heavy, silent showers are falling
over heavy, silent walls
But it is not them who's got you trapped
It's no barbed wire and metal,
It's your own free fall,
It's that cursed song

About a place for Fallen Angels, where you live on time you don't have
If you've been there once you'll want to go back
Where you forget where you came from, you forget who you are
You forget where you're going and all that it means
Where clipped wings heal, where you do whatever you want
Where you do not age, because time stands still
But the rest of the world becomes meaninglessly grey
You have to be there to understand

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In one bound
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Mr. Gershwin, when you're at the piano
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Mr. Gershwin, you know how much we love you
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A TV to entertain themselves
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Some were doing tap dancing
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Why didn't I dare to say it?
We were just friends, but I was hoping for something more

I know I have made it difficult
Because I have never said anything
I'm holding onto a little hope
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You said it was too late
And I know that
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And you can see it
But was everything we had in vain?

Oh, come on
As if I didn't feel anything for you
You've never showed that you want to be with me
No, no
Oh, once again
Have I hit my head first and sacrificed you?
There was no way we were going to happen
No, no, no

You have made it difficult
Because you have never said anything
Oh, only once I have moved on
That's when you're standing here in the same place

You said it was too late
And I know that
But was everything we had in vain?
Yes, it's too late
And expected
It goes without saying until I let go

You said it was too late
And I know that
But was everything we had in vain?
I know that it was wrong
And you can see it
But was everything we had in vain?

Was it in vain, was it in vain?
Was it in vain, was it in vain?
Was it in vain, was it in vain?
Was it in vain, was it in vain?

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Going even further
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