Scott Walker Copenhagen
Hope for me, I hope for you,
We're snowdrops falling through the night.
We'll melt away before we land,
Two teardrops for somebody's hand.
Follow me into just one more Spring.
Copenhagen, you're the end,
Gone and made me a child again.
Warmed my feet beneath cold sheets,
Dyed my hair with your sunny streets.
Children aren't afraid to love
And laugh when life amuses them.
And our love is an antique song
For children's carousels
Esperanza para mí, espero por ti,
We're snowdrops falling through the night. Estamos Campanillas a través de la caída de la noche.
We'll melt away before we land, Vamos a fundir antes de que fuera la tierra,
Two teardrops for somebody's hand. Dos teardrop de la mano de alguien.
Follow me into just one more Spring. Sígueme en sólo una más de primavera.
Copenhagen, you're the end, Copenhague, que está al final,
Gone and made me a child again. Desapareció y me hizo un niño de nuevo.
Warmed my feet beneath cold sheets, Calentada por debajo de mis pies fríos hojas,
Dyed my hair with your sunny streets. Mi cabello teñido con su soleada calle.
Children aren't afraid to love Los niños no tienen miedo a amar
And laugh when life amuses them. Y se ríen cuando la vida les divierte.
And our love is an antique song Y nuestro amor es una antigua canción
For children's carousels Para los niños de carruseles
