Jerusalem, New York, Berlin
Vampire Weekend« Jerusalem, New York, Berlin » est une chanson de Vampire Weekend, 2019, Pop. La chanson dure 2:45, 41 lines / 210 words.
Paroles
0:00I know I loved you then
0:04I think I love you still
0:08But this prophecy of ours
0:11Has come back dressed to kill
0:15Three stones on a mountain
0:18Three small holes in a field
0:22You've given me the big dream
0:25But you can't make it real
0:30O wicked world
0:32Just think what could have been
0:37Jerusalem New York Berlin
0:44All I do is lose but baby
0:47All I want's to win
0:51Jerusalem New York Berlin
0:57A hundred years or more
1:01It feels like such a dream
1:05An endless conversation since 1917
1:12Now the battery is too hot
1:15It's burning up in its tray
1:19Young marriages are melting
1:22And dying where they lay
1:27O wicked world
1:29Just think what could have been
1:34Jerusalem New York Berlin
1:41All I do is lose but baby
1:44All I want's to win
1:48Jerusalem New York Berlin
1:54Our tongues will fall so still
1:58Our teeth will all decay
2:02A minute feels much longer
2:05With nothing left to say
2:09So let them win the battle
2:12But don't let them restart
2:16That genocidal feeling
2:19That beats in every heart
2:24O wicked world
2:26Just think what could have been
2:31Jerusalem New York Berlin
2:38All I do is lose but baby
2:41All I want's to win
2:45Jerusalem New York Berlin
I know I loved you then I think I love you still But this prophecy of ours Has come back dressed to kill Three stones on a mountain Three small holes in a field You've given me the big dream But you can't make it real O wicked world Just think what could have been Jerusalem New York Berlin All I do is lose but baby All I want's to win Jerusalem New York Berlin A hundred years or more It feels like such a dream An endless conversation since 1917 Now the battery is too hot It's burning up in its tray Young marriages are melting And dying where they lay O wicked world Just think what could have been Jerusalem New York Berlin All I do is lose but baby All I want's to win Jerusalem New York Berlin Our tongues will fall so still Our teeth will all decay A minute feels much longer With nothing left to say So let them win the battle But don't let them restart That genocidal feeling That beats in every heart O wicked world Just think what could have been Jerusalem New York Berlin All I do is lose but baby All I want's to win Jerusalem New York Berlin
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