
Pressure pushing down on me,
pressing down on you no man ask for
Under pressure that burns a building down
Splits a family in two, puts people on streets
It's the terror of knowing what this world is about
Watching some good friends screaming "let me out"
Pray tomorrow, gets me higher,
pressure on people, people on streets.
It's the terror of knowing what this world is about
Watching some good friends screaming "let me out"
Pray tomorrow, gets me higher,
pressure on people, people on streets.
Turned away from it all like a blind man
Sat on a fence but it don't work.
Keep coming up with love but it's so slashed and torn
Why? why? why?
Love, insanity laughs under pressure we're cracking
Can't we give ourselves one more chance
Why can't we give love that one more chance?
Why can't we give love?
Cause love's such an old fashioned word and love dares you to care for
The people on the edge of the night
And love dares you to change our way of caring about ourselves
This is our last dance,
this is our last dance
This is ourselves,
under pressure, under pressure...
Queen, David Bowie.
2 comentarios:
Ay, que no entiendo nada de nada... ¿me traduce?
Estimada Luna:
En el proximo posteo vere de darle la traducción.
Sino mi estimado amigo y camarada Mariano, seguramente con solo leerlo le puede hacer la traducción.
Se agradece su visita por este sitio.
saludos.
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