1978
4:01
Official Music Video
Down To The Waterline by Dire Straits
Lyrics & Translation
English
Sweet surrender on the Quayside
You remember we used to run and hide
In the shadow of the cargoes
I take you one at a time
And we're counting all the numbers
Down to the waterline
Well, near misses on the dogleap stairways
French kisses in the darkened doorways
A foghorn blowing out wild and cold
A policeman, he shines a light upon my shoulder
Up comes a coaster fast and silent in the night
Over my shoulder all you can see
Are the pilot lights
No money in our jackets and our jeans are torn
Your hands are cold but your lips are warm
She can see him on the jetty that
They used to know
She can feel him in the places where
The sailors go
When she's walking by the river
Or the railway line
She can still hear him whisper
Let's go down to the waterline, c'mon
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of Down To The Waterline by Dire Straits
Down To The Waterline* (original Dire Straits)
Sweet surrender on the Quayside
You remember we used to run and hide
In the shadow of the cargoes
I take you one at a time
And we're counting all the numbers
Down to the waterline
Well, near misses on the dogleap stairways
French kisses in the darkened doorways
A foghorn blowing out wild and cold
A policeman, he shines a light upon my shoulder
Up comes a coaster fast and silent in the night
Over my shoulder all you can see
Are the pilot lights
No money in our jackets and our jeans are torn
Your hands are cold but your lips are warm
She can see him on the jetty that
They used to know
She can feel him in the places where
The sailors go
When she's walking by the river
Or the railway line
She can still hear him whisper
Let's go down to the waterline, c'mon
Down To The Waterline (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Dulce rendición en el muelle
Recuerdas que solíamos correr y escondernos
A la sombra de las cargas
Te llevo uno a la vez
Y estamos contando todos los números
Hasta la línea de flotación
Bueno, casi accidentes en las escaleras de salto
Besos franceses en los portales oscuros
Una sirena de niebla sonando salvaje y fría
Un policía, él alumbra con una luz sobre mi hombro
Sube un barco costero rápido y silencioso en la noche
Sobre mi hombro todo lo que puedes ver
Son las luces piloto
Sin dinero en nuestras chaquetas y nuestros jeans están rotos
Tus manos están frías pero tus labios están cálidos
Ella puede verlo en el embarcadero que
Ellos solían conocer
Ella puede sentirlo en los lugares donde
Los marineros van
Cuando ella camina por el río
O la vía del tren
Ella todavía puede oírlo susurrar
Vamos a la línea de flotación, vamos
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