Kids with sharp teeth know a thing or two
About the things they'd rather do
And when the beast gets a running 'round
When they knock it to the cold dead ground
Birds with sharp beaks with an alibi
Tell you how to find the cold blue sky
And when then we sing for the photograph
When we hold alive the things are past
Always, always arriving, oh, to mashing, to following past
Always, always arising, never endless hard piece of the last
ПЕРЕВОД
Дети с острыми зубами понимают что к чему,
Когда дело касается вещей, которые они умеют.
И когда зверь начинает бежать по кругу,
Они стучат по холодной мёртвой земле.
Птицы с острыми клювами и алиби
Говорят тебе, как найти как же найти холодное голубое небо.
И когда затем мы начинаем петь для фотографии,
Нам необходимо взяться сильно за прошлое.
Мы всегда приходим, чтобы стереть и последовать за прошлым,
Мы всегда взлетаем, и это бесконечный твердый кусок прошлого.
Kids with Sharp Teeth Know A Thing or Two
About the Things They'd Rather Do
AND WHEN THE BEAST GETS A RUNNING 'ROUND
WHEN THE KNOCK IT TO THE COLD DEAD GROUND
Birds With Sharp Beaks With An Alibi
Tell You How to Find The Cold Blue Sky
AND WHEN THEN WE SING FOR THE AGROF
WHEN WE HOLD ALIVE THE THINGS ARE PAST
Always, Always Arriving, Oh, To Mashing, To Following Past
Always, Always Arising, Never Endless Hard Piece Of the Last
TRANSFER
Children with sharp teeth understand what
When it comes to things that they know.
And when the beast begins to run in a circle,
They are knocking on cold dead ground.
Birds with sharp beaks and alibi
They tell you how to find how to find a cold blue sky.
And when then we start to sing for a photo,
We need to take a lot for the past.
We always come to erase and follow past
We always take off, and this is an endless hard piece of the past.