
Balaclava
2007
2:51
Official Music Video
Balaclava by Arctic Monkeys
Lyrics & Translation
English
Running off over next door's garden
Before the hour is done
It's more a question of feeling
Than it is a question of fun
The confidence is the balaclava
I'm sure you'll baffle 'em good
With the ending reek of salty cheeks
And runny make-up alone
Or will blood run down the face
Of a boy bewildered and scorned
And you'll find yourself in a skirmish
Where you'll wish you'd never been born
You tie yourself to the tracks
And there isn't no going back
And it's wrong wrong wrong
But we'll do it anyway
'Cause we love a bit of trouble
Are you pulling her from a burning building
Or throwing her to the sharks
Can only hope that the ending is as pleasurable as the start
The confidence is the balaclava,
I'm sure you baffle 'em straight
And it's wrong wrong wrong,
She can hardly wait
That's right,
He won't let her out his sight
Now the shaggers perform
And the daggers are drawn
Who's the crooks in this crime?
That's right,
He won't let her out his sight
Now the shaggers perform
And the daggers are drawn
Who's the crooks in this crime!
That's right,
He won't let her out his sight
That's right,
He won't let her out his sight
That's right,
He won't let her out his sight
Will you be able to boast
Of the day of the most
Flawless heist of all time
You knew that it'd be trouble
Right before the very first kiss
Quiet, unassuming,
But you heard that they were the naughtiest
She pleaded with you to take it off
But you resisted and fought
But sorry, sweetheart, I'd much rather
Keep on the balaclava.
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.

Spanish translation of Balaclava by Arctic Monkeys
Balaclava* (original Arctic Monkeys)
Running off over next door's garden
Before the hour is done
It's more a question of feeling
Than it is a question of fun
The confidence is the balaclava
I'm sure you'll baffle 'em good
With the ending reek of salty cheeks
And runny make-up alone
Or will blood run down the face
Of a boy bewildered and scorned
And you'll find yourself in a skirmish
Where you'll wish you'd never been born
You tie yourself to the tracks
And there isn't no going back
And it's wrong wrong wrong
But we'll do it anyway
'Cause we love a bit of trouble
Are you pulling her from a burning building
Or throwing her to the sharks
Can only hope that the ending is as pleasurable as the start
The confidence is the balaclava,
I'm sure you baffle 'em straight
And it's wrong wrong wrong,
She can hardly wait
That's right,
He won't let her out his sight
Now the shaggers perform
And the daggers are drawn
Who's the crooks in this crime?
That's right,
He won't let her out his sight
Now the shaggers perform
And the daggers are drawn
Who's the crooks in this crime!
That's right,
He won't let her out his sight
That's right,
He won't let her out his sight
That's right,
He won't let her out his sight
Will you be able to boast
Of the day of the most
Flawless heist of all time
You knew that it'd be trouble
Right before the very first kiss
Quiet, unassuming,
But you heard that they were the naughtiest
She pleaded with you to take it off
But you resisted and fought
But sorry, sweetheart, I'd much rather
Keep on the balaclava.
Balaclava (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Corriendo por el jardín del vecino
Antes de que la hora termine
Es más una cuestión de sentir
Que una cuestión de diversión
La confianza es el pasamontañas
Estoy seguro de que los confundirás bien
Con el hedor final de mejillas saladas
Y maquillaje corrido solo
¿O la sangre correrá por la cara
De un chico desconcertado y despreciado
Y te encontrarás en una escaramuza
Donde desearías nunca haber nacido
Te atas a las vías
Y no hay vuelta atrás
Y está mal mal mal
Pero lo haremos de todos modos
Porque nos gusta un poco de problemas
¿La estás sacando de un edificio en llamas
O la estás lanzando a los tiburones
Solo se puede esperar que el final sea tan placentero como el principio
La confianza es el pasamontañas,
Estoy seguro de que los confundirás directamente
Y está mal mal mal,
Apenas puede esperar
Así es,
Él no la perderá de vista
Ahora los folladores actúan
Y las dagas están desenvainadas
¿Quiénes son los ladrones en este crimen?
Así es,
Él no la perderá de vista
Ahora los folladores actúan
Y las dagas están desenvainadas
¡Quiénes son los ladrones en este crimen!
Así es,
Él no la perderá de vista
Así es,
Él no la perderá de vista
Así es,
Él no la perderá de vista
¿Podrás presumir
Del día del más
Impecable atraco de todos los tiempos
Sabías que sería un problema
Justo antes del primer beso
Tranquila, modesta,
Pero escuchaste que eran los más traviesos
Ella te suplicó que te lo quitaras
Pero te resististe y luchaste
Pero lo siento, cariño, preferiría mucho más
Mantener el pasamontañas.
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