The Pantaloon
2009
3:33
Official Music Video
The Pantaloon by Twenty One Pilots
Lyrics & Translation
English
Three, four
Your grandpa died
When you were nine
They said he had lost his mind
You have learned
Way too soon
You should never trust the Pantaloon
Now it's your turn
To be alone
Find a wife and build yourself a home
You have learned
Way too soon
That your dad is now the Pantaloon
You are tired
You are hurt
A moth ate through
Your favorite shirt
And all your friends
Fertilize
The ground you walk
Lose your mind
He's seen too many stare downs
Between the sun and the moon
In the morning air
How he used to hustle all the people
Walking through the fairgrounds
He's been around so long
He's changed his meaning of a chair now
Because a chair now,
Is like a tiny island in the sea of all the people
Who glide across the very surface
That made his bones feeble
The end can't come soon enough
But is it too soon?
Either way he can't deny
He is a Pantaloon
You are tired
You are hurt
A moth ate through
Your favorite shirt
And all your friends
Fertilize
The ground you walk
Lose your mind
You like to sleep alone
It's colder than you know
'Cause your skin is so used to colder bones
It's warmer in the morning
Than what it is at night
Your bones are held together
By your nightmares and your frights
You are tired
You are hurt
A moth ate through
Your favorite shirt
And all your friends
They fertilize
The ground you walk
So lose your mind
You are tired
You are hurt
A moth ate through
Your favorite shirt
And all your friends
They fertilize
The ground you walk
Lose your mind
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of The Pantaloon by Twenty One Pilots
The Pantaloon* (original Twenty One Pilots)
Three, four
Your grandpa died
When you were nine
They said he had lost his mind
You have learned
Way too soon
You should never trust the Pantaloon
Now it's your turn
To be alone
Find a wife and build yourself a home
You have learned
Way too soon
That your dad is now the Pantaloon
You are tired
You are hurt
A moth ate through
Your favorite shirt
And all your friends
Fertilize
The ground you walk
Lose your mind
He's seen too many stare downs
Between the sun and the moon
In the morning air
How he used to hustle all the people
Walking through the fairgrounds
He's been around so long
He's changed his meaning of a chair now
Because a chair now,
Is like a tiny island in the sea of all the people
Who glide across the very surface
That made his bones feeble
The end can't come soon enough
But is it too soon?
Either way he can't deny
He is a Pantaloon
You are tired
You are hurt
A moth ate through
Your favorite shirt
And all your friends
Fertilize
The ground you walk
Lose your mind
You like to sleep alone
It's colder than you know
'Cause your skin is so used to colder bones
It's warmer in the morning
Than what it is at night
Your bones are held together
By your nightmares and your frights
You are tired
You are hurt
A moth ate through
Your favorite shirt
And all your friends
They fertilize
The ground you walk
So lose your mind
You are tired
You are hurt
A moth ate through
Your favorite shirt
And all your friends
They fertilize
The ground you walk
Lose your mind
The Pantaloon (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Tres, cuatro
Tu abuelo murió
Cuando tenías nueve
Dijeron que había perdido la cabeza
Has aprendido
Demasiado pronto
Nunca debes confiar en el Pantalón
Ahora es tu turno
De estar solo
Encuentra una esposa y construye un hogar
Has aprendido
Demasiado pronto
Que tu papá ahora es el Pantalón
Estás cansado
Estás herido
Una polilla se comió
Tu camisa favorita
Y todos tus amigos
Fertilizan
El suelo que pisas
Pierde la cabeza
Ha visto demasiadas miradas fijas
Entre el sol y la luna
En el aire de la mañana
Cómo solía estafar a toda la gente
Caminando por los recintos feriales
Ha estado por aquí tanto tiempo
Que ha cambiado el significado de una silla ahora
Porque una silla ahora,
Es como una pequeña isla en el mar de toda la gente
Que se desliza por la misma superficie
Que hizo sus huesos débiles
El final no puede llegar lo suficientemente pronto
¿Pero es demasiado pronto?
De cualquier manera no puede negar
Él es un Pantalón
Estás cansado
Estás herido
Una polilla se comió
Tu camisa favorita
Y todos tus amigos
Fertilizan
El suelo que pisas
Pierde la cabeza
Te gusta dormir solo
Hace más frío de lo que sabes
Porque tu piel está tan acostumbrada a huesos más fríos
Hace más calor por la mañana
Que lo que hace por la noche
Tus huesos se mantienen unidos
Por tus pesadillas y tus miedos
Estás cansado
Estás herido
Una polilla se comió
Tu camisa favorita
Y todos tus amigos
Ellos fertilizan
El suelo que pisas
Así que pierde la cabeza
Estás cansado
Estás herido
Una polilla se comió
Tu camisa favorita
Y todos tus amigos
Ellos fertilizan
El suelo que pisas
Pierde la cabeza
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