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Rumores

Kings Of Convenience

Rumours

I heard them whisper and say
Bad things about you, accusations we both know are wrong
It's not true, what they say about you
It's not true, what they say about you

I know you as generous and kind
They were blind with the injustice of this crazy world
I know you as humble and fair
How can anyone expect you to
Solve all the problems addressed to you?
They had too many, and your arms too few

Don't let them tell you, don't let them tell you who you are
Don't let them tell you, don't let them tell you who you are
Don't let thеm tell you, don't let them tеll you who you are

I heard them calling your name
In a way that's supposed to make you feel bad
For the mess your father made
They want to open your wounds again
Turn the eyes of the world away
From their own well-hidden crimes
I want to tell you that I love you
But I know you can't hear me now
I know you can't hear me now

Don't let them tell you, don't let them tell you who you are
Don't let them tell you, don't let them tell you who you are
Don't let them tell you, don't let them tell you who you are

Don't let them tell you, don't let them tell you who you are
Don't let them tell you, don't let them tell you who you are
Don't let them tell you, don't let them tell you who you are

Rumores

Escuché que susurraban y decían
Cosas malas sobre ti, acusaciones que ambos sabemos que son falsas
No es verdad, lo que dicen sobre ti
No es verdad, lo que dicen sobre ti

Te conozco como generoso y amable
Ellos estaban ciegos ante la injusticia de este mundo loco
Te conozco como humilde y justo
¿Cómo puede alguien esperar que
Resuelvas todos los problemas que te plantean?
Tenían demasiados, y tus brazos muy pocos

No dejes que te digan, no dejes que te digan quién eres
No dejes que te digan, no dejes que te digan quién eres
No dejes que te digan, no dejes que te digan quién eres

Escuché que llamaban tu nombre
De una manera que se supone que te haga sentir mal
Por el lío que tu padre hizo
Quieren abrir tus heridas de nuevo
Desviar los ojos del mundo
De sus propios crímenes bien ocultos
Quiero decirte que te amo
Pero sé que no puedes escucharme ahora
Sé que no puedes escucharme ahora

No dejes que te digan, no dejes que te digan quién eres
No dejes que te digan, no dejes que te digan quién eres
No dejes que te digan, no dejes que te digan quién eres

No dejes que te digan, no dejes que te digan quién eres
No dejes que te digan, no dejes que te digan quién eres
No dejes que te digan, no dejes que te digan quién eres

Escrita por: Eirik Glambek Bøe / Erlend Øye