Blackbirds
By Linkin Park
2002
4:03
Official Music Video
Blackbirds by Linkin Park
Lyrics & Translation
English
[Mike Shinoda:]
Drop that
Get up
Take to the streets
Better lock that kid up
Face full of teeth when he hock that spit up
Pacing the beat like a beast
Rocking the block on repeat
Speak from the cut like a rush of blood
Paint red on the sleeves of the ones you love
Lay the sick ones down and the bells will ring
Put pennies on the eyes let the dead men sing
[Chester Bennington:]
I shiver and shake the warm air cold
I'm alone on my own
In every mistake I dig this hole
Through my skin and bones
It's harder starting over
Than never to have changed
With blackbirds following me
I'm digging out my grave
They close in, swallowing me
The pain, it comes in waves
I'm getting back what I gave
I sweat through the sheet as daylight fades
As I waste away
It traps me inside mistakes I've made
That's the price I pay
It's harder starting over
Than never to have changed
With blackbirds following me
I'm digging out my grave
They close in, swallowing me
The pain, it comes in waves
I'm getting back what I gave
[Mike Shinoda:]
I drop to the floor like I did before
Stop watching
I'm coughing
I can't be more
What I want and what I need are at constant war
Like a well full of poison a rotten core
The blood goes thin
The fever stings
And I shake from the hell that the habits bring
Lay the sick ones down
The bells will ring
Put pennies on the eyes
Let the dead men sing
[Chester Bennington:]
Blackbirds following me
I'm digging out my grave
They close in, swallowing me
The pain, it comes in waves
I'm getting back what I gave
I'm getting back what I gave
I'm getting back what I gave
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of Blackbirds by Linkin Park
Blackbirds* (original Linkin Park)
[Mike Shinoda:]
Drop that
Get up
Take to the streets
Better lock that kid up
Face full of teeth when he hock that spit up
Pacing the beat like a beast
Rocking the block on repeat
Speak from the cut like a rush of blood
Paint red on the sleeves of the ones you love
Lay the sick ones down and the bells will ring
Put pennies on the eyes let the dead men sing
[Chester Bennington:]
I shiver and shake the warm air cold
I'm alone on my own
In every mistake I dig this hole
Through my skin and bones
It's harder starting over
Than never to have changed
With blackbirds following me
I'm digging out my grave
They close in, swallowing me
The pain, it comes in waves
I'm getting back what I gave
I sweat through the sheet as daylight fades
As I waste away
It traps me inside mistakes I've made
That's the price I pay
It's harder starting over
Than never to have changed
With blackbirds following me
I'm digging out my grave
They close in, swallowing me
The pain, it comes in waves
I'm getting back what I gave
[Mike Shinoda:]
I drop to the floor like I did before
Stop watching
I'm coughing
I can't be more
What I want and what I need are at constant war
Like a well full of poison a rotten core
The blood goes thin
The fever stings
And I shake from the hell that the habits bring
Lay the sick ones down
The bells will ring
Put pennies on the eyes
Let the dead men sing
[Chester Bennington:]
Blackbirds following me
I'm digging out my grave
They close in, swallowing me
The pain, it comes in waves
I'm getting back what I gave
I'm getting back what I gave
I'm getting back what I gave
Blackbirds (traducción LyricVerse Team)
[Mike Shinoda:]
Suelta eso
Levántate
Sal a las calles
Mejor encierra a ese chico
Cara llena de dientes cuando escupe eso
Marcando el ritmo como una bestia
Sacudiendo la cuadra sin parar
Habla desde la herida como un torrente de sangre
Pinta de rojo las mangas de los que amas
Acuesta a los enfermos y las campanas sonarán
Pon monedas en los ojos, deja que los muertos canten
[Chester Bennington:]
Tiemblo y el aire cálido se enfría
Estoy solo por mi cuenta
En cada error cavo este agujero
A través de mi piel y huesos
Es más difícil empezar de nuevo
Que nunca haber cambiado
Con mirlos siguiéndome
Estoy desenterrando mi tumba
Se acercan, tragándome
El dolor, viene en olas
Estoy recuperando lo que di
Sudo a través de la sábana mientras la luz del día se desvanece
Mientras me consumo
Me atrapa dentro de los errores que he cometido
Ese es el precio que pago
Es más difícil empezar de nuevo
Que nunca haber cambiado
Con mirlos siguiéndome
Estoy desenterrando mi tumba
Se acercan, tragándome
El dolor, viene en olas
Estoy recuperando lo que di
[Mike Shinoda:]
Caigo al suelo como antes
Deja de mirar
Estoy tosiendo
No puedo ser más
Lo que quiero y lo que necesito están en guerra constante
Como un pozo lleno de veneno, un núcleo podrido
La sangre se diluye
La fiebre pica
Y tiemblo por el infierno que traen los hábitos
Acuesta a los enfermos
Las campanas sonarán
Pon monedas en los ojos
Deja que los muertos canten
[Chester Bennington:]
Mirlos siguiéndome
Estoy desenterrando mi tumba
Se acercan, tragándome
El dolor, viene en olas
Estoy recuperando lo que di
Estoy recuperando lo que di
Estoy recuperando lo que di
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