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The antique people are down in the dungeons
run by machines and afraid of the tax
their heads in the grave and their hands on their eyes
hauling their hearts around circular tracks
pretending forever their masquerade towers
are not really riddled with widening cracks
and i wave goodbye to iron
and smile hello to the air
O the new children dance -- i am young
all around the balloons -- i will live
swaying by chance -- i am strong
to the breeze from the moon -- i can give
painting the sky -- you the strange
with the colors of sun -- seed of day
freely they fly -- feel the change
as all become one -- know the way
The velocity addicts explode on the highways
ignoring the journey and moving so fast
their nerves fall apart and they gasp but canand't breathe
they run from the cops of the skeleton past
petrified by tradition in a nightmare they stagger
Into nowhere at all and they look up aghast
and i wave goodbye to speed
and smile hello to a rose
O the new children play -- i am young
under the juniper trees -- i will live
sky blue or gray -- i am strong
they continue at ease -- i can give
moving so slow -- you the strange
that serenely they can -- seed of day
gracefully grow -- feel the change
and yes still understand -- know the way
The king and the queen in their castle of billboards
sleepwalk down the hallways dragging behind
all their possessions and transient treasures
as they go to worship the electronic shrine
on which is playing the late late commercial
in that hollowest house of the opulent blind
and i wave goodbye to mammon
and smile hello to a stream
O the new children buy -- i am young
all the world for a song -- i will live
without a dime -- i am strong
to which they belong -- i can give
nobody owns -- you the strange
anything anywhere -- seed of day
everyoneand's grown -- feel the change
up so big they can share -- know the way
The vaudeville generals cavort on the stage
and shatter their audience with submachine guns
and freedom and violence the acrobat clowns
do a balancing act on the graves of our sons
while the tapdancing emperor sings andquot;war is peaceandquot;
and love the magician disappears in the fun
and i wave goodbye to murder
and smile hello to the rain
O the new children canand't -- i am young
tell a foe from a friend -- i will live
quick to enchant -- i am strong
and so glad to extend -- i can give
handfuls of dawn -- you the strange
to kaleidoscope men -- seed of day
come from beyond -- feel the change
the great wall of skin -- know the way
The bloodless husbands are jesters who listen
like sheep to the shrieks and commands of their wives
and the men who arenand't men leave the women alone
see them all faking love on a bed made of knives
afraid to discover or trust in their bodies
and in secret divorce they will never survive
and i wave goodbye to ashes
and smile hello to a girl
O the new children kiss -- i am young
they are so proud to learn -- i will live
womanwood bliss -- i am strong
and the manfire that burns -- i can give
knowing no fear -- you the strange
they take off their clothes -- seed of day
honest and clear - feel the change
as a river that flows - know the way
The antique people are fading out slowly
like newspapers flaming in mind suicide
godless and sexless directionless loons
their sham sandcastles dissolve in the tide
they put on their deathmasks and compromise daily
the new children will live for the elders have died
and i wave goodbye to america
and smile hello to the world
El pueblo antiguo se han reducido en los calabozos
a cargo de las máquinas y con miedo de los impuestos
sus cabezas en la tumba y sus manos sobre sus ojos
cobrar sus corazones en torno a las pistas circulares
pretendiendo siempre sus torres de disfraces
no son realmente plagado de grietas cada vez mayores
y adiós al hierro
hola y sonreír al aire
O el baile de los niños nuevos - Soy joven
alrededor de los globos - Voy a vivir
balanceándose por casualidad - es cuando soy fuerte
a la brisa de la luna - que puedo dar
pintar el cielo - el extraño
con los colores de sol - semillas de día
vuelan libremente - sentir el cambio
como todo lo que uno se - conocen el camino
Los adictos a la velocidad de explosión en las carreteras
haciendo caso omiso de la jornada y tan rápido
sus nervios se deshacen y se quede boquiabierta, pero canand't respirar
éstas van de los policías del pasado esqueleto
petrificado por la tradición en una pesadilla que se tambalean
En ninguna parte en absoluto y mirar hacia arriba estupefactos
y adiós a la velocidad
hola y sonreír a una rosa
O el juego de los nuevos - Soy joven
bajo los árboles de enebro - Voy a vivir
cielo azul o gris - es cuando soy fuerte
siguen a sus anchas -
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!
Tim Buckley
Goodbye and hello
Goodbye and hello
The antique people are down in the dungeons
run by machines and afraid of the tax
their heads in the grave and their hands on their eyes
hauling their hearts around circular tracks
pretending forever their masquerade towers
are not really riddled with widening cracks
and i wave goodbye to iron
and smile hello to the air
O the new children dance -- i am young
all around the balloons -- i will live
swaying by chance -- i am strong
to the breeze from the moon -- i can give
painting the sky -- you the strange
with the colors of sun -- seed of day
freely they fly -- feel the change
as all become one -- know the way
The velocity addicts explode on the highways
ignoring the journey and moving so fast
their nerves fall apart and they gasp but canand't breathe
they run from the cops of the skeleton past
petrified by tradition in a nightmare they stagger
Into nowhere at all and they look up aghast
and i wave goodbye to speed
and smile hello to a rose
O the new children play -- i am young
under the juniper trees -- i will live
sky blue or gray -- i am strong
they continue at ease -- i can give
moving so slow -- you the strange
that serenely they can -- seed of day
gracefully grow -- feel the change
and yes still understand -- know the way
The king and the queen in their castle of billboards
sleepwalk down the hallways dragging behind
all their possessions and transient treasures
as they go to worship the electronic shrine
on which is playing the late late commercial
in that hollowest house of the opulent blind
and i wave goodbye to mammon
and smile hello to a stream
O the new children buy -- i am young
all the world for a song -- i will live
without a dime -- i am strong
to which they belong -- i can give
nobody owns -- you the strange
anything anywhere -- seed of day
everyoneand's grown -- feel the change
up so big they can share -- know the way
The vaudeville generals cavort on the stage
and shatter their audience with submachine guns
and freedom and violence the acrobat clowns
do a balancing act on the graves of our sons
while the tapdancing emperor sings andquot;war is peaceandquot;
and love the magician disappears in the fun
and i wave goodbye to murder
and smile hello to the rain
O the new children canand't -- i am young
tell a foe from a friend -- i will live
quick to enchant -- i am strong
and so glad to extend -- i can give
handfuls of dawn -- you the strange
to kaleidoscope men -- seed of day
come from beyond -- feel the change
the great wall of skin -- know the way
The bloodless husbands are jesters who listen
like sheep to the shrieks and commands of their wives
and the men who arenand't men leave the women alone
see them all faking love on a bed made of knives
afraid to discover or trust in their bodies
and in secret divorce they will never survive
and i wave goodbye to ashes
and smile hello to a girl
O the new children kiss -- i am young
they are so proud to learn -- i will live
womanwood bliss -- i am strong
and the manfire that burns -- i can give
knowing no fear -- you the strange
they take off their clothes -- seed of day
honest and clear - feel the change
as a river that flows - know the way
The antique people are fading out slowly
like newspapers flaming in mind suicide
godless and sexless directionless loons
their sham sandcastles dissolve in the tide
they put on their deathmasks and compromise daily
the new children will live for the elders have died
and i wave goodbye to america
and smile hello to the world
Tim Buckley
Adiós y hola
Adiós y hola
El pueblo antiguo se han reducido en los calabozos
a cargo de las máquinas y con miedo de los impuestos
sus cabezas en la tumba y sus manos sobre sus ojos
cobrar sus corazones en torno a las pistas circulares
pretendiendo siempre sus torres de disfraces
no son realmente plagado de grietas cada vez mayores
y adiós al hierro
hola y sonreír al aire
O el baile de los niños nuevos - Soy joven
alrededor de los globos - Voy a vivir
balanceándose por casualidad - es cuando soy fuerte
a la brisa de la luna - que puedo dar
pintar el cielo - el extraño
con los colores de sol - semillas de día
vuelan libremente - sentir el cambio
como todo lo que uno se - conocen el camino
Los adictos a la velocidad de explosión en las carreteras
haciendo caso omiso de la jornada y tan rápido
sus nervios se deshacen y se quede boquiabierta, pero canand't respirar
éstas van de los policías del pasado esqueleto
petrificado por la tradición en una pesadilla que se tambalean
En ninguna parte en absoluto y mirar hacia arriba estupefactos
y adiós a la velocidad
hola y sonreír a una rosa
O el juego de los nuevos - Soy joven
bajo los árboles de enebro - Voy a vivir
cielo azul o gris - es cuando soy fuerte
siguen a sus anchas -
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!
