Lhome Que Va Matar Liberty Balance
Lhome que va matar liberty valance
Lhome que tothom estima però que en veritat
No va fer res per ser estimat, sols era allà
I ara tothom vol felicitar
Lhome que va matar liberty valance
Lhome que testimes però que en veritat
No va fer res per ser estimat, sols era allà
I ara no saps com li pots explicar
I quan per un no en dónes un duro, tacaba sorprenent
I quan fa una bona nevada els nens estan contents
Lhome que va matar liberty valance
Lhome que cada dia set fa més estrany
Que et fa el sopar, que viu amb tu, que és sempre allà
Però que ara no et fa riure com abans
I aquí el més burro fa rellotges I espera el seu moment
I a la ciutat la gent sestima de forma intermitent
I quan la gent mira perdidos no pot pensar en res més
I quan fa vent tots els paraigües queden a linrevés
I això és tan veritat, amiga meva
Com que sempre sens mor la bona gent
Com que totes les guapes sou cambreres
O algun dia ho vau ser
I això és tan veritat, amiga meva
Com que totes les guapes sou cambreres o ho acabareu sent
The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance
The man who shot Liberty Valance
The man everyone loves but in truth
Did nothing to be loved, he was just there
And now everyone wants to congratulate
The man who shot Liberty Valance
The man you care about but in truth
Did nothing to be loved, he was just there
And now you don’t know how to explain it to him
And when you don’t give a dime for someone, it ends up surprising you
And when it snows a lot, the kids are happy
The man who shot Liberty Valance
The man who’s becoming stranger every day
Who makes you dinner, who lives with you, who’s always there
But now he doesn’t make you laugh like before
And here the biggest fool makes watches and waits for his moment
And in the city, people love each other intermittently
And when people look lost, they can’t think of anything else
And when it’s windy, all the umbrellas turn inside out
And that’s as true, my friend
As that good people always die on us
As that all the pretty ones are waitresses
Or at some point, you were
And that’s as true, my friend
As that all the pretty ones are waitresses or will end up being