Official Music Video
The Man With The Axe by Lorde
Lyrics & Translation
English
If I had to break it down, I'd say it's the way you love to dance
Moving the furniture when my back is turned
The flick of the lights and the world falls away
And your office job, and your silver hair
But our shapes in the dark are the reason I've stayed for all these years
I thought I was a genius
But now I'm twenty-two
And it's starting to feel like all I know how to do is
Put on a suit and take it away
With my fistful of tunes that it's painful to play
Fingernail worlds, like favourite seashells
They fill up my nights and then they float away
I've got hundreds of gowns, I've got paintings in frames
And a throat that fills with panic every festival day
Dutifully falling apart for the Princess of Norway
But you with your doll's lashes, your infinite T-shirts
I should've known when your favourite record was the same as my father's you'd take me down
I guess I'll always be this way
Swallowed up by the words and halfway to space
But there by the fire, you offered your hand
And as I took it, I loved you, the boy with the plan
You felled me clean as a pine
The man with the axe
And the look in his eyes
We've been through so many hard times, I'm writing a love song
For you, baby
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of The Man With The Axe by Lorde
The Man With The Axe* (original Lorde)
If I had to break it down, I'd say it's the way you love to dance
Moving the furniture when my back is turned
The flick of the lights and the world falls away
And your office job, and your silver hair
But our shapes in the dark are the reason I've stayed for all these years
I thought I was a genius
But now I'm twenty-two
And it's starting to feel like all I know how to do is
Put on a suit and take it away
With my fistful of tunes that it's painful to play
Fingernail worlds, like favourite seashells
They fill up my nights and then they float away
I've got hundreds of gowns, I've got paintings in frames
And a throat that fills with panic every festival day
Dutifully falling apart for the Princess of Norway
But you with your doll's lashes, your infinite T-shirts
I should've known when your favourite record was the same as my father's you'd take me down
I guess I'll always be this way
Swallowed up by the words and halfway to space
But there by the fire, you offered your hand
And as I took it, I loved you, the boy with the plan
You felled me clean as a pine
The man with the axe
And the look in his eyes
We've been through so many hard times, I'm writing a love song
For you, baby
The Man With The Axe (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Si tuviera que resumirlo, diría que es tu forma de amar bailar
Moviendo los muebles cuando estoy de espaldas
El parpadeo de las luces y el mundo se desvanece
Y tu trabajo de oficina, y tu cabello plateado
Pero nuestras formas en la oscuridad son la razón por la que me he quedado todos estos años
Pensé que era un genio
Pero ahora tengo veintidós
Y está empezando a sentirse como que todo lo que sé hacer es
Ponerme un traje y llevármelo
Con mi puñado de canciones que es doloroso tocar
Mundos de uñas, como conchas marinas favoritas
Llenan mis noches y luego se van flotando
Tengo cientos de vestidos, tengo cuadros enmarcados
Y una garganta que se llena de pánico cada día de festival
Desmoronándome obedientemente por la Princesa de Noruega
Pero tú con tus pestañas de muñeca, tus infinitas camisetas
Debí haber sabido que cuando tu disco favorito era el mismo que el de mi padre, me derribarías
Supongo que siempre seré así
Engullida por las palabras y a medio camino del espacio
Pero allí junto al fuego, me ofreciste tu mano
Y al tomarla, te amé, el chico con el plan
Me derribaste limpia como un pino
El hombre con el hacha
Y la mirada en sus ojos
Hemos pasado por tantos momentos difíciles, estoy escribiendo una canción de amor
Para ti, cariño
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