Agemo's Hoops
You were breathing against my throat
Covering your laugh up with your long black overcoat
All circles warming up.
And you told me what you were going to do.
And i promised to do the same thing too.
And the air, the air in new england was pure
Poison.
The car was parked out back among the trees.
Your voice was getting higher by slow degrees.
You were giving me directions.
And you told me where i came from.
Well, god bless us everyone.
And the air, the air in new england was pure
Poison.
Poison.
Poison.
Poison.
Aros de Agemo
Estabas respirando contra mi garganta
Cubriendo tu risa con tu largo abrigo negro
Todos los círculos calentándose.
Y me dijiste lo que ibas a hacer.
Y prometí hacer lo mismo también.
Y el aire, el aire en Nueva Inglaterra era puro
Veneno.
El auto estaba estacionado detrás entre los árboles.
Tu voz iba subiendo lentamente.
Me estabas dando indicaciones.
Y me dijiste de dónde venía.
Bueno, que Dios nos bendiga a todos.
Y el aire, el aire en Nueva Inglaterra era puro
Veneno.
Veneno.
Veneno.
Veneno.