Official Music Video
Born To Die In Berlin by Ramones
Lyrics & Translation
English
Intoxicated by the orchids abandoned in the garden
Demanding morphine curse my soul is burning
Stranded in the sweet wonderings
breathing the pale moon silver
Torn painted lips tasting the last drops of life
Sometimes I feel like screaming
Sometimes I feel I just can't win
Sometimes I feelin' my soul is as restless as the wind
Maybe I was born to die in Berlin
I sprinkled cocaine on the floor
when no one was watching
I closed my eyes and I let myself sleep
Creeps and dirty bastards,
demons waitin' by my bed
There's no choice or difference,
no one seems to notice
Sometimes I feel like screamin
Sometimes I feel I just can't win
Sometimes I feelin' my soul is as restless as the wind
Maybe I was born to die in Berlin
Küss.
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of Born To Die In Berlin by Ramones
Born To Die In Berlin* (original Ramones)
Intoxicated by the orchids abandoned in the garden
Demanding morphine curse my soul is burning
Stranded in the sweet wonderings
breathing the pale moon silver
Torn painted lips tasting the last drops of life
Sometimes I feel like screaming
Sometimes I feel I just can't win
Sometimes I feelin' my soul is as restless as the wind
Maybe I was born to die in Berlin
I sprinkled cocaine on the floor
when no one was watching
I closed my eyes and I let myself sleep
Creeps and dirty bastards,
demons waitin' by my bed
There's no choice or difference,
no one seems to notice
Sometimes I feel like screamin
Sometimes I feel I just can't win
Sometimes I feelin' my soul is as restless as the wind
Maybe I was born to die in Berlin
Küss.
Born To Die In Berlin (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Intoxicado por las orquídeas abandonadas en el jardín
Exigiendo morfina, maldigo, mi alma está ardiendo
Varado en los dulces devaneos
respirando la plata de la luna pálida
Labios pintados y rasgados probando las últimas gotas de vida
A veces tengo ganas de gritar
A veces siento que simplemente no puedo ganar
A veces siento que mi alma está tan inquieta como el viento
Quizás nací para morir en Berlín
Espolvoreé cocaína en el suelo
cuando nadie estaba mirando
Cerré los ojos y me dejé dormir
Bichos raros y bastardos sucios,
demonios esperando junto a mi cama
No hay elección ni diferencia,
nadie parece darse cuenta
A veces tengo ganas de gritar
A veces siento que simplemente no puedo ganar
A veces siento que mi alma está tan inquieta como el viento
Quizás nací para morir en Berlín
Beso.
Lyrics provided by LyricVerse • Visit us at lyricverse.com
