frazzlerunning schrieb:
Thank you for the link, I'm glad I listened past the two minutes mark, where it really takes off. (Even though I don't understand a word, but it sounds nice.)
you're welcome ❤️
🎧 & subtitles recommended 😌
🇺🇸 translation:
All are brave
The wound on your forehead, your differences, your mistakes
No need to hide
Your shabby doll, your mask, your self
They say bring light and tame every monster
They say stitch up your wounds. No one loves a clown.
Why is loneliness not glorious?
People are only imperfect and worthy of praise
Who says someone covered in mud is not a hero?
I love you walking alone in a dark alley. I love the way you don’t kneel down.
I love you and persist through despair, refusing to cry even once
I love your tattered clothes but dare to block the gun of fate
I love you so much like me, the gaps are the same
Do you want to go? Do you deserve it? This tattered cloak
Fight? Fight! With the humblest dream
To the whimpering and roaring in the dark night
Who says that only those who stand in the light are heroes?
They say quitting your madness is like wiping off dirt
They say you have to go up the stairs, but the price is to lower your head
Then let me not ride the wind
You are just as proud of that lonely courage
Who says that ordinary people in chess games are not heroes?
I love you walking alone in a dark alley. I love the way you don’t kneel down.
I love you and persist through despair, refusing to cry even once
I love your tattered clothes but dare to block the gun of fate
I love you so much like me, the gaps are the same
Do you want to go? Do you deserve it? This tattered cloak
Fight? Fight! With the humblest dream
To the whimpering and roaring in the dark night
Who says that only those who stand in the light are heroes?
Your spots are different
Your silence is deafening (you are the hero)
I love you walking alone in a dark alley. I love the way you don’t kneel down.
I love you and have endured despair and refused to cry (you are the hero)
My love for you comes from the wilderness. I will never borrow anyone’s light in my life.
You will build your city on the ruins
Go? Go! With the humblest dream
Fight? Fight! With the most arrogant dream
To the whimpering and roaring in the dark night
Who says that only those who stand in the light are heroes?