LP2
Album - 7 novembre 1995 - Debaser id 218548

another she will anyway
colliding on old photographs.
some other candy matrimony
that strips the night I
breathe...
maybe next time
tread wire on jaded memory
against every line I know
i threw my wish in there
and tripped the night I
breathe...
maybe next time

(interpreted by Jamie Sobol)
What a dream you still love me whoa,
is it my imagination
For we reached to one against all white
left smoke in your eyes
And they were offering me good advice
Try to tie an arrow

Way on top the statue holding answers (on so…)

Let us sometimes (some time to) fly away

We're left like this Oh here in me
It's her imagination

Untie my hands so I can fly away
To another world and they
Were offering me good advice
Try to tie an arrow
Way on top the statue calling on so... (Answers)

Let us sometimes (some time to) fly away

You shut my eyes but I remain
I was staring naked to your hands
Where were you when I was calling dear

And I wear forty rings to grab appeal
I was staring naked to your hands
Where were you when I was calling, dear?

And I will have some medicine (answers)
Anyway, then you hold me, I was in the womb
You….


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(as interpreted in the Japanese CD)
What a dream that you still love me
Well it's my imagination
For we reached to one against all while
That smoke in her eyes
And they were offering me good advise
Try and tie them up

Way on top the slide
You holding on to

Let us sometimes fly away

Words will look like the sound
Here in me
Some imagination

Tie my hands so I can
Fly away
To another world
And they were offering me good advise
Try to tie them up
Way on top the stands
You holding on to … time to run away

Let us sometimes fly away

You shut my eyes from tall remain
While I was staring naked into your wounds
Where were you when
I was calling dear?

And I wear fourteen rings to grab a pail
And I was staring naked into your wounds
Where were you when
I was calling dear?

And I will have to know them anyway
When you hold me my eyes on the moon

Now they're swerving when I give
And now it's turning away from my impression at all
It's choleric months in baritone
But waiting for the tide out
Right in they're calling me

Words at hiding are revoked
But waiting for this I'll blend in the covering
When it's tried, embarrass
A late song in the late leaf
Things will come anywhere

Inside of me
Outside of you
Waiting closer to there
I'd swear that goes with our dreams
What's wrong with me
Another side of you

In every type a value
But now it's turning away from my impression at all
there was a time when running
I went swimming
And you pulled me to come back

Long weeks hiding melody
And now it's starting awake at my impression at all
The clock strikes hope
And time to bring
But now it's turning into a beast like you

I don’t need them
Light the way there
Inside of me
Outside of you
Going closer to there
And swear that you’ve seen better things
Wipe the slate
What am I to sing?
Many clothes to borrow
To quell that song


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interpreted by Jeremy Campbell

Though it’s swerving when I give
The Lord’s turning away from my impression that all
Choleric months in baritone
But waiting for the tide out
Right in they are calling me

Words at hiding are revoked
But waiting for the soap and then the cup of rain
Where it’s tied, embarrassed
But lay inside the lake
And these things will come anywhere

(chanted in the back round is “Iscar-abaid�?)
Inside of me
Outside of you
Awaking closer to the light
To swear that those were better dreams
What’s wrong with me
Am I tired of you?

Irreverent type of melanoma
There is no turning away from my impression that all
Losing sight when running
I went swimming and you pulled me to come in

Long weeks hiding mela….noma (voice drags on this
part)
Now I’m staring, awake, at my impression that all
The clock strikes twelve and time to breathe
But now it’s turning into things I know

Turning them
Lights the way there
Think I’ll be there with Him?
Thank you Jesus

(chanted in the back round is “Iscar-abaid�?)
Inside of me
Outside of you
Carried closer to the light
And swear that you’ve seen better things
Wipe the slate
Well am I to see
Mary cross my own blood and soul

*I worked and studied this song for about 3 hours
because I was sure that the previous translations,
while good, lacked a few things that I heard. I’ve
come to a conclusion that this song is about a child
who has brain tumors (melanoma). It’s basically about
the child coming to grips with his disease. Notice
the line about his impression, and how it develops
through the song: turning away from my impression, no
turning from my impression, now I’m staring at my
impression. Also people with melanoma frequently
pass out, this explains why he can’t take a bath
(“waiting for the soap and cup of rain�?) and also
explains why he can’t go swimming (“Losing sight when
running, I went swimming and you pulled me to come in�?)
The end of the song shows the kid losing his life to
the disease and going to heaven where all pain is
gone.

(interpreted by Jamie Sobol) Over my hand flew a snow-white dove When'd you disappear into the sun? He has a halo, for dreams return to dust Words dissolve on the page like tears in blood Out from my hand flew a snow-white dove When'd you disappear into the sun, now I am bleeding Oh I'm in need of love Shakespeare sang err on err, so I sang Shakespeare turned dust to dust so too my love Wet (white) sand in between the waves I call these words we'll meet someday Across the ocean where my heart burns Was it you I saw, under the pale moon Shakespeare sang err on err, so I sang Shakespeare turned dust to dust, so too my love. When we're running from (On The Rolling Foam) Lost Love Leaving punctured skin on the floor Was it you I saw under the moon Woe bleeding heart So While I Weptß(not so sure of this) the Imagery Waiting for someone blind Woe for one day, my eyes were saved Wait for me there Rode-ooahhhh, rodeahhheha, Jones Your misery, your misery Wait for me there Email corrections or guesses at what I wrote as, 'so while I wept', to Fallensmile@hotmail.com -------------------------------------------- (as translated in the Japanese LP2) Off of my hand Flew a snow white dove Watch it disappear into the sun Your's a halo For dreams that sounded does Words are all on the page And tears and blood Off of my hand Flew the snow white dove Into the sun now I'm bleeding I'm in need of Shakespeare sang air on air So I sung Shakespeare turned dust to dust So to my life Words and in between no aims I call these worms we'll meet someday Across the ocean where my heart bends Was it you I saw Running to bare me When we're running from lost love Leaving bonds to skin on a file Was it you I saw running to bare Won't leave you hard To our end No imagery Waiting for someone lying Waiting for my day My eyes will see Wait for me In your misery wait for me