Southampton Dock
By Pink Floyd
1983
2:13
Official Music Video
Southampton Dock by Pink Floyd
Lyrics & Translation
English
They disembarked in '45
And no one spoke and no one smiled
There were too many spaces in the line
And gathered at the cenotaph
All agreed with hand on heart
To sheath the sacrificial knives
But now
She stands upon
Southampton Dock
With her handkerchief
And her summer frock
Clings to her wet body in the rain
In quiet desperation
Knuckles white upon the slippery reins
She bravely waves the boys goodbye again
And still the dark stain spreads between
Their shoulder blades
A mute reminder
Of the poppy fields and graves
And when the fight was over
We spent what they had made
But in the bottom of our hearts
We felt the final cut
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of Southampton Dock by Pink Floyd
Southampton Dock* (original Pink Floyd)
They disembarked in '45
And no one spoke and no one smiled
There were too many spaces in the line
And gathered at the cenotaph
All agreed with hand on heart
To sheath the sacrificial knives
But now
She stands upon
Southampton Dock
With her handkerchief
And her summer frock
Clings to her wet body in the rain
In quiet desperation
Knuckles white upon the slippery reins
She bravely waves the boys goodbye again
And still the dark stain spreads between
Their shoulder blades
A mute reminder
Of the poppy fields and graves
And when the fight was over
We spent what they had made
But in the bottom of our hearts
We felt the final cut
Southampton Dock (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Desembarcaron en el '45
Y nadie habló y nadie sonrió
Había demasiados espacios en la fila
Y reunidos en el cenotafio
Todos estuvieron de acuerdo con la mano en el corazón
En envainar los cuchillos de sacrificio
Pero ahora
Ella se para sobre
El muelle de Southampton
Con su pañuelo
Y su vestido de verano
Se aferra a su cuerpo mojado bajo la lluvia
En silenciosa desesperación
Nudillos blancos sobre las riendas resbaladizas
Ella valientemente despide a los chicos de nuevo
Y aún la mancha oscura se extiende entre
Sus omóplatos
Un mudo recordatorio
De los campos de amapolas y las tumbas
Y cuando la lucha terminó
Gastamos lo que ellos habían hecho
Pero en el fondo de nuestros corazones
Sentimos el corte final
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