Roses in the Fire Songtekst Nederlandse Vertaling

Rosanne Cash - Rozen in het vuur

by Rosanne Cash

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Roses in the Fire - Rosanne Cash
Vertalingen: TR RO DE ES FR PT RU PL NL IT JA AR
Rosanne Cash — Roses in the Fire

I throw your roses in the fire to make the flames a little higher
I throw your roses in the fire to make the flames a little higher
I watch your roses turn to dust, I know no man that I can trust
I watch your roses turn to dust, I know no man that I can trust
I throw your roses in the fire cause I burn up with pity and desire
I throw your roses in the fire cause I burn up with pity and desire
I'll be your vision dressed in black who won't be back
I'll be your vision dressed in black who won't be back
Another woman's on the telephone, pick it up tell her you're home
Another woman's on the telephone, pick it up tell her you're home
I see your face turn into broken glass talking slow, thinking fast
I see your face turn into broken glass talking slow, thinking fast
I throw your roses in the fire, no one could say I didn't try
I throw your roses in the fire, no one could say I didn't try
I watch your roses fall like tears I've crawled this path for all these years
I watch your roses fall like tears I've crawled this path for all these years
I throw your roses in the fire to burn away the old desire
I throw your roses in the fire to burn away the old desire
We were a desperate pair of soul, so let me go
We waren een wanhopig zielspaar, dus laat me gaan
Another woman has her point of view
Een andere vrouw heeft haar standpunt
Let her talk now that we're through
Laat haar praten nu we klaar zijn
I see your face retreat behind the glass
Ik zie je gezicht zich terugtrekken achter het glas
Listening slow, Sinking fast
Langzaam luisteren, snel zinken
Oh I'll kill you if we can't be friends
Oh, ik vermoord je als we geen vrienden kunnen zijn
I'll bleed like diamonds running through your hands
I'll bleed like diamonds running through your hands
I'll be a bitter taste you can't forget
Ik zal een bittere smaak zijn die je niet kunt vergeten
And I won't leave this world until you relent
En ik zal deze wereld niet verlaten voordat jij toegeeft
by: Jos Duarte
door: Jos Duarte
jtduarte1@gmail.com
jtduarte1@gmail.com

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