Rhinestone
By Linkin Park
2020
3:40
Official Music Video
Rhinestone by Linkin Park
Lyrics & Translation
English
[Mark Wakefield (Mike Shinoda):]
From the top to the bottom (bottom to top I stop)
At the core of the rotten (stop to just what I thought)
But sun has escaped us (so bright in the sky)
And I'm far from a wait list (thinking, why did I try?)
From the top to the bottom (bottom to top I stop)
At the core of the rotten (stop to just what I thought)
But sun has escaped us (so bright in the sky)
And I'm far from a wait list (thinking, why did I try?)
[Mike Shinoda:]
From the thread to the needle, middle to end
When skies cock back and shock that which couldn't defend
The rain then sends dripping an acidic question
Forcefully, the power of suggestion
Then, with the eyes tightly shut looking through the rust
And rotten dust, a spot of light floods the floor
Pours itself upon the world of pretend
Then the eyes ease open and it's dark again
[Mark Wakefield (Mike Shinoda):]
From the top to the bottom (bottom to top I stop)
At the core of the rotten (stop to just what I thought)
But sun has escaped us (so bright in the sky)
And I'm far from a wait list (thinking, why did I try?)
From the top to the bottom (bottom to top I stop)
At the core of the rotten (stop to just what I thought)
But sun has escaped us (so bright in the sky)
And I'm far from a wait list (thinking, why did I try?)
[Mark Wakefield:]
In a minute you'll find me
Eyes burn me up
You say you'll never forget me
But the lies have piled up
[Mike Shinoda:]
Moving all around, swinging of the ups and downs
Pollution manifested in perpetual sound
And as the wheels go 'round, the sunset creeps past the
Street lamps, cars, chain-links, and concrete
A window then grows, and captures the eye
Cries out yellow light as it passes it by
A small black figure sits in front of a box
Inside a box of rock with the needles on top
Nothing stops in this land of the chain
When brains lose not knowing they were part of the game
And then the insides grow, but the box stays the same in shame
Shovel up the pieces to the pain
You can try to hide yourself in the world of pretend
But when the paper's crumpled up it can't be perfect again
[Mark Wakefield (Mike Shinoda):]
From the top to the bottom (bottom to top I stop)
At the core of the rotten (stop to just what I thought)
But sun has escaped us (so bright in the sky)
And I'm far from a wait list (thinking, why did I try?)
From the top to the bottom (bottom to top I stop)
At the core of the rotten (stop to just what I thought)
But sun has escaped us (so bright in the sky)
And I'm far from a wait list (thinking, why did I try?)
[Mark Wakefield:]
In a minute you'll find me
Eyes burn me up
You say you'll never forget me
But the lies have piled up
[Mike Shinoda:]
Yeah, I got you caught in the act
You better step back
Telling me that I'm seeing right through you
[8x]
[Mark Wakefield:]
In a minute you'll find me
Eyes burn me up
You say you'll never forget me
But the lies have piled up
In a minute you'll find me
Eyes burn me up
You say you'll never forget me
But the lies keep piling up
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of Rhinestone by Linkin Park
Rhinestone* (original Linkin Park)
[Mark Wakefield (Mike Shinoda):]
From the top to the bottom (bottom to top I stop)
At the core of the rotten (stop to just what I thought)
But sun has escaped us (so bright in the sky)
And I'm far from a wait list (thinking, why did I try?)
From the top to the bottom (bottom to top I stop)
At the core of the rotten (stop to just what I thought)
But sun has escaped us (so bright in the sky)
And I'm far from a wait list (thinking, why did I try?)
[Mike Shinoda:]
From the thread to the needle, middle to end
When skies cock back and shock that which couldn't defend
The rain then sends dripping an acidic question
Forcefully, the power of suggestion
Then, with the eyes tightly shut looking through the rust
And rotten dust, a spot of light floods the floor
Pours itself upon the world of pretend
Then the eyes ease open and it's dark again
[Mark Wakefield (Mike Shinoda):]
From the top to the bottom (bottom to top I stop)
At the core of the rotten (stop to just what I thought)
But sun has escaped us (so bright in the sky)
And I'm far from a wait list (thinking, why did I try?)
From the top to the bottom (bottom to top I stop)
At the core of the rotten (stop to just what I thought)
But sun has escaped us (so bright in the sky)
And I'm far from a wait list (thinking, why did I try?)
[Mark Wakefield:]
In a minute you'll find me
Eyes burn me up
You say you'll never forget me
But the lies have piled up
[Mike Shinoda:]
Moving all around, swinging of the ups and downs
Pollution manifested in perpetual sound
And as the wheels go 'round, the sunset creeps past the
Street lamps, cars, chain-links, and concrete
A window then grows, and captures the eye
Cries out yellow light as it passes it by
A small black figure sits in front of a box
Inside a box of rock with the needles on top
Nothing stops in this land of the chain
When brains lose not knowing they were part of the game
And then the insides grow, but the box stays the same in shame
Shovel up the pieces to the pain
You can try to hide yourself in the world of pretend
But when the paper's crumpled up it can't be perfect again
[Mark Wakefield (Mike Shinoda):]
From the top to the bottom (bottom to top I stop)
At the core of the rotten (stop to just what I thought)
But sun has escaped us (so bright in the sky)
And I'm far from a wait list (thinking, why did I try?)
From the top to the bottom (bottom to top I stop)
At the core of the rotten (stop to just what I thought)
But sun has escaped us (so bright in the sky)
And I'm far from a wait list (thinking, why did I try?)
[Mark Wakefield:]
In a minute you'll find me
Eyes burn me up
You say you'll never forget me
But the lies have piled up
[Mike Shinoda:]
Yeah, I got you caught in the act
You better step back
Telling me that I'm seeing right through you
[8x]
[Mark Wakefield:]
In a minute you'll find me
Eyes burn me up
You say you'll never forget me
But the lies have piled up
In a minute you'll find me
Eyes burn me up
You say you'll never forget me
But the lies keep piling up
Rhinestone (traducción LyricVerse Team)
[Mark Wakefield (Mike Shinoda):]
De arriba a abajo (de abajo a arriba me detengo)
En el centro de lo podrido (me detengo justo en lo que pensé)
Pero el sol se nos ha escapado (tan brillante en el cielo)
Y estoy lejos de una lista de espera (pensando, ¿por qué lo intenté?)
De arriba a abajo (de abajo a arriba me detengo)
En el centro de lo podrido (me detengo justo en lo que pensé)
Pero el sol se nos ha escapado (tan brillante en el cielo)
Y estoy lejos de una lista de espera (pensando, ¿por qué lo intenté?)
[Mike Shinoda:]
Del hilo a la aguja, del medio al final
Cuando los cielos se echan hacia atrás y conmocionan lo que no pudo defenderse
La lluvia luego gotea una pregunta ácida
Con fuerza, el poder de la sugestión
Luego, con los ojos bien cerrados mirando a través del óxido
Y el polvo podrido, un punto de luz inunda el suelo
Se vierte sobre el mundo de la simulación
Luego los ojos se abren suavemente y vuelve a estar oscuro
[Mark Wakefield (Mike Shinoda):]
De arriba a abajo (de abajo a arriba me detengo)
En el centro de lo podrido (me detengo justo en lo que pensé)
Pero el sol se nos ha escapado (tan brillante en el cielo)
Y estoy lejos de una lista de espera (pensando, ¿por qué lo intenté?)
De arriba a abajo (de abajo a arriba me detengo)
En el centro de lo podrido (me detengo justo en lo que pensé)
Pero el sol se nos ha escapado (tan brillante en el cielo)
Y estoy lejos de una lista de espera (pensando, ¿por qué lo intenté?)
[Mark Wakefield:]
En un minuto me encontrarás
Los ojos me queman
Dices que nunca me olvidarás
Pero las mentiras se han acumulado
[Mike Shinoda:]
Moviéndose por todas partes, el vaivén de los altibajos
Contaminación manifestada en sonido perpetuo
Y mientras las ruedas giran, el atardecer se arrastra más allá de las
Farolas, coches, vallas de alambre y hormigón
Una ventana entonces crece, y captura la vista
Grita luz amarilla al pasar
Una pequeña figura negra se sienta frente a una caja
Dentro de una caja de rock con las agujas encima
Nada se detiene en esta tierra de la cadena
Cuando los cerebros pierden sin saber que eran parte del juego
Y luego el interior crece, pero la caja sigue igual de vergüenza
Recoge los pedazos del dolor
Puedes intentar esconderte en el mundo de la simulación
Pero cuando el papel está arrugado no puede volver a ser perfecto
[Mark Wakefield (Mike Shinoda):]
De arriba a abajo (de abajo a arriba me detengo)
En el centro de lo podrido (me detengo justo en lo que pensé)
Pero el sol se nos ha escapado (tan brillante en el cielo)
Y estoy lejos de una lista de espera (pensando, ¿por qué lo intenté?)
De arriba a abajo (de abajo a arriba me detengo)
En el centro de lo podrido (me detengo justo en lo que pensé)
Pero el sol se nos ha escapado (tan brillante en el cielo)
Y estoy lejos de una lista de espera (pensando, ¿por qué lo intenté?)
[Mark Wakefield:]
En un minuto me encontrarás
Los ojos me queman
Dices que nunca me olvidarás
Pero las mentiras se han acumulado
[Mike Shinoda:]
Sí, te pillé en el acto
Será mejor que retrocedas
Diciéndome que te estoy viendo a través de ti
[8x]
[Mark Wakefield:]
En un minuto me encontrarás
Los ojos me queman
Dices que nunca me olvidarás
Pero las mentiras se han acumulado
En un minuto me encontrarás
Los ojos me queman
Dices que nunca me olvidarás
Pero las mentiras siguen acumulándose
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