Song From The Second Floor
Welcome.
Plenty of depression here.
It works to lead you in, to help you learn how to behave.
This circus is fine and merciless.
Exquisite and senseless.
You have spied on them, watched them celebrate.
Watched through the small holes you have burned in their curtains.
You have seen the scattered hosts against a strange yellow light.
Yes, you are absolutely right, humiliation is the soul of this city.
Its spouts and rooftops, its clotted streets.
Those pale, ugly people lie and scream over another in an attempt to drown their own responsibility over each other's misery.
Canción Desde El Segundo Piso
Bienvenido.
Abundante depresión aquí.
Funciona para guiarte, para ayudarte a aprender cómo comportarte.
Este circo es fino y despiadado.
Exquisito e insensato.
Los has espiado, los has visto celebrar.
Observaste a través de los pequeños agujeros que has quemado en sus cortinas.
Has visto a los anfitriones dispersos contra una extraña luz amarilla.
Sí, tienes toda la razón, la humillación es el alma de esta ciudad.
Sus gargantas y azoteas, sus calles congestionadas.
Esas personas pálidas y feas yacen y gritan sobre otra en un intento de ahogar su propia responsabilidad sobre la miseria ajena.
Escrita por: Tuomas Tuominen