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Tu pueblo de Ontario es un cementerio

Woods of Ypres

Your Ontario Town Is a Burial Ground

Ever since I was born in a northern town
I've been digging myself out
From a time when I hadn't seen
Anything worth remembering

I would aspire to better life
To feast my eyes and expand my mind
I'd lie awake, I could not wait
To leave this place behind

Your Ontario town is just a burial ground
For old friends
Your Ontario town is just a burial ground

Inspired by hopelessness
From where my discontent once began
I miss the nature and the wilderness
But not the people there

As old stores will close their doors
Other ones may change their names
But old friends still live their lives
Where I would have died of shame
Your Ontario town is just a burial ground
For old friends
Your Ontario town is just a burial ground

You say that you grew up
You say that you tried
I think you took the easy way out
I say you gave up
I say you died

You'll say that you're content
You'll say there's no regrets
But I think you took the easy way out
For if you're not dreaming anymore
You're already dead

What a shame for those who chose
To be wasted in the north
What a shame to know nothing more
Than the town where you were born
Your Ontario town is just a burial ground
For old friends
Your Ontario town is just a burial ground

Kick over the stone that bares your name
I spit on the snow that covers your grave

Tu pueblo de Ontario es un cementerio

Desde que nací en un pueblo del norte
He estado cavando para salir
De un tiempo en el que no había visto
Nada que valiera la pena recordar

Aspiraba a una vida mejor
Para deleitar mis ojos y expandir mi mente
Me quedaba despierto, no podía esperar
Para dejar este lugar atrás

Tu pueblo de Ontario es solo un cementerio
Para viejos amigos
Tu pueblo de Ontario es solo un cementerio

Inspirado por la desesperanza
De donde comenzó mi descontento
Extraño la naturaleza y la vida silvestre
Pero no a la gente allí

A medida que las viejas tiendas cierran sus puertas
Otras pueden cambiar de nombre
Pero los viejos amigos siguen viviendo sus vidas
Donde yo habría muerto de vergüenza
Tu pueblo de Ontario es solo un cementerio
Para viejos amigos
Tu pueblo de Ontario es solo un cementerio

Dices que creciste
Dices que lo intentaste
Creo que tomaste el camino fácil
Yo digo que te rendiste
Yo digo que moriste

Dirás que estás contento
Dirás que no hay arrepentimientos
Pero creo que tomaste el camino fácil
Porque si ya no estás soñando
Ya estás muerto

Qué vergüenza para aquellos que eligieron
Ser desperdiciados en el norte
Qué vergüenza saber solo
El pueblo donde naciste
Tu pueblo de Ontario es solo un cementerio
Para viejos amigos
Tu pueblo de Ontario es solo un cementerio

Voltea la piedra que lleva tu nombre
Escupo en la nieve que cubre tu tumba

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