dimecres, de novembre 02, 2011

Escolteu, visualitzeu i podeu seguir la lletra de la cançó “Little Bird” 
de la cantant irlandesa Lisa Hannigan

Your heart sings like a kettle 
and your words, they boil away like steam. 
A lie burns long while the truth bites quick, 
a heart is built for both it seems. 
You are lonely as a church, 
despite the queuing out your door. 
I am empty as a promise, no more. 


 When the time comes, 
and rights have been read, 
I think of you often 
but for once I meant what I said. 


 I was salted by your hunger, 
now you've gone and lost your appetite 
and a little bird is every bit as handy in a fight. 
I am lonely as a memory 
despite the gathering round the fire. 
Aren't you every bird on every wire? 


 When the time comes, 
and rights have been read, 
I think of you often 
but for once I meant what I said. 
Here I stay, I lay me down, 
in a house by the Hill. 
Dug from the rubble, cut from the kill. 
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 Lletra i música de Lisa Hannigan, 
cançó inclosa en l’àlbum “Passenger”, 
 gravat aquest 2011.