Legendary Pink Dots.txt

Legendary Pink Dots

True love
(ANY DAY NOW)

Chicken wings, and diamond rings
There's anything I'd give to you.

I'd ride a tiger, walk a wire - wall to wall - yes, all for you.

And if you asked I'd wear an iron mask. Oh! I'd chew glass for you. All for you...
Pick a cloud, I'll fly - I'd drink the ocean dry for you.
If love is really blind, I'd pluck out both my eyes for you.
There's nothing I wouldn't try for you...
(And still you say you love me as you pull the screens and pump the morphine and I'll float up like a little ball.
And maybe you think I'm not listening as you scream and scream - but rest assured, I hear every word!)

True love

Skrzyde�ka kurczak�w, diamentowe pier�cionki.
Odda�bym ci wszystko.
Dosiad�bym tygrysa, przeszed� po linie od �ciany do �ciany.
Wszystko dla ciebie.
W�o�y�bym dla ciebie stalow� mask�, nawet jad�bym szk�o.
Wybierz chmur� polec� na niej, wypij� dla ciebie oceany.
Je�li mi�o�� jest �lepa, dla ciebie wyd�ubi� sobie oczy.
Dla ciebie zrobi�bym wszystko.
A ty wci�� m�wisz, �e mnie kochasz, pompuj�c we mnie morfin�, a ja nadymam si� jak balon i ulatuj� w powietrze.
Mo�e zdaje ci si�, �e nie s�ysz� twoich krzyk�w, ale b�d� spokojna s�ysz� ka�de s�owo.

Waiting For the Cloud
(ANY DAY NOW)

The river was rainbow stew,
the fishes choked and cursed.
The thirsty dogs spat fire, rolled in glue, then they burst.
The fur balls flying, trees were dying - dandelions were crippled, bald...
We saw it all in colour - now we're waiting for the cloud.
A mother forcefed baby milk which ticked and bubbled black. She sank it back with plastic pills although it stank... seemed thankful. Rolled up in her sack, she won't be back, she won't grow old...
We saw it all in colour - now we're waiting for the cloud.
And crocodiles were sprouting wings. Dead sheep filled the fields.
The children rode on locusts ad threw slings at anything that could be killed and eaten raw. No weeping sore, no claws, no balls...
We saw it all in colour, now we're waiting for the cloud.
We're told it could be 15 days, we're busy digging holes...
The deep ones for the pure, selected - shallow ones for old and sick, the derelicts, the poor, the junkies, criminals, the whores.
There's more, there's red and yellow, black and blue. There's me, there's you. (Waiting for the cloud.)

Waiting for the cloud

Rzeka sta�a si� t�czowym gulaszem
Ryby dusi�y si� i przeklina�y
Spragnione psy plu�y ogniem, tarza�y si� w kleju i wybucha�y
Lata�y futrzane kulki, umiera�y drzewa, a okaleczone mlecze pokazywa�y �ysin�.
To wszystko widzieli�my w kolorze.
Teraz czekamy na chmur�.
Matka zmusza�a niemowl� do wypicia mleka, kt�re wylewa�o mu si� ustami





Krokodylom uros�y skrzyd�a, martwe owce wysz�y na pola.
Dzieci dosiad�y szara�czy i strzela�y z procy do wszystkiego co si� da�o zabi�.



Powiedziano nam: to stanie si� za pi�tna�cie dni. Kopali�my schrony.
G��bsze dla wybranych, p�ytkie dla starych, chorych, wyrzutk�w, biedak�w, dziwek i kryminalist�w.
Czerwoni, czarni, ��ci, b��kitni wszyscy czekamy na chmur�.

The Angel Trail
(9 Lives to Wonder)

Close your eyes and count to nine.
Everything will turn out fine.
There's nothing on this planet that can touch you.
This cloud belongs to you and me.
There's nothing that we can't achieve
Hang on to my hand, I'll protect you
No, I never ever will neglect you.

The Angel Trail

Zamknij oczy i licz do dziesi�ciu.
Wszystko b�dzie dobrze.
Na tej planecie nic nie zdo�a ci� dotkn��.

Ta chmura nale�y do nas.
Mo�emy mie� wszystko.
Trzymaj si� mnie, b�d� ci� chroni�.
Nigdy ci� nie opuszcz�. Ja tw�j anio� str�.

Madamme Guillotine
(9 lives to wonder)

She washed her hands 300 times but still they're dripping red.
We caught her in the pauper's pit, she stole the prince's head, still cursing 'blasphemy'. O mercy me...
He staggered like a chicken. They lynched him; they left him flinching then took theirs [sic] seats and kept on knitting.
God bless the noble savage as he swaggers, as he sweats.
He's making bets on who is next- he doesn't care about the colour... (First they rounded up the reds but I'm not red so...
Then they rounded up the blacks but I'm not blacks so...
Then they rounded up the gypsies and the junkies and donkeys.
Now I'm scared to whistle 'swanee' cos they'll ask me for my spit...)
This is the garden that we walk in and it's dying.
So we cut it down. We're drowning now.
There's no way out. We all fall down.

Madamme Guillotine

Trzysta razy my�a r�ce, lecz wci�� czerwieni� sp�ywaj�.
Z�apali�my j� w przytu�ku, wykrad�a g�ow� ksi�cia ze s�owem blu�nierstwo wci�� na jego ustach.
Zatacza� si� jak poder�ni�ty kurczak, zlinczowa� go, a potem zostawili drgaj�ce cia�o, usiedli dooko�a i robili na drutach.
B�ogos�aw Panie Bo�e dzikusom dobrze urodzonym.
Robi� zak�ady, kto nast�pny p�jdzie pod n�.
Kolor sk�ry niewa�ny, wszystkich nas szlag trafi.

T�umaczenie: TOMASZ BEKSI�SKI