He Won't Answer TRADUÇÃO - Grieves (Impressão)

He Won't Answer

Another night in this black water rain cloud

Kickin through the puddles on his way up to the Greyhound and,

In his pocket is a letter from his mother, folded up sayin...

(Where have you beeen?)

Yeah, but he won't write back

Left his whole life on the nightstand

Open up his wounds and let em bleed onto the white sand

And you can label him another problem typecast

And stay the hell away from him like everybody else has

And that's exactly why he flees to the road

Nother notch in the war club he keeps in his soul

And if you ever saw him swing it you would easily know

And have the worried urge to ask him

(Where have you beeen?)

Yeah, but he won't answer

Blinkin as the headlights pass him

Rip the chills off of his spine and throw em right at chu

But sometimes you don't really get what ask for

And life gets so cold and you can never go back home

Where would you go if could never go home? (go home)

What would you say if they never even asked you? (asked you)

Where would you go if could never go home? (go home)

What would you say if they never even asked you? (asked you)

Where would you go if could never go home? (go home)

What would you say if they never even asked you? (asked you)

Where would you go if could never go home? (go home)

What would you say if they never even asked you? (asked you)

The sun rises on a dead open one way

And dilates his pupils like a fire struck his young face

Dead to the world, he's planning his exit to stare death in the face

(Where have you beeen?)

Yeah, but he won't fold

He's been waitin for the end of the road

To have this cold world drop off and swallow him whole

It's a one way trip, he don't plan to return

And as the vessel of his escape out eases into the terminal

Lost, with nothin but a smirk on his face

As he steps off the bus and starts pickin up pace and,

You could see it in the people as he ran past that everyone was wonderin

(Where have you beeen?)

He's almost home, and he can feel it in the cracks of his bones

As he runs up the stairs that pass over the road and,

Without a hesitation stoppin his actions

He leaps from the guardrail and...dives into traffic

Where would you go if could never go home? (go home)

What would you say if they never even asked you? (asked you)

Where would you go if could never go home? (go home)

What would you say if they never even asked you? (asked you)

Where would you go if could never go home? (go home)

What would you say if they never even asked you? (asked you)

Where would you go if could never go home? (go home)

What would you say if they never even asked you? (asked you)

Daddy was a rolling stone

Mama never gave two shits about a broken home

I said....

Daddy was a rolling stone

Mama never gave two shits about a broken home

(Where have you beeen?)

I said....

Daddy was a rolling stone

Mama never gave two shits about a broken home

I said....

Daddy was a rolling stone

Mama never gave two shits

Ele Não Vai Responder

Outra noite nessa nuvem de chuva escura

Pisei nas poças a caminho do ônibus e,

No bolso tem uma carta da mãe, dobrada dizendo...

(Onde você esteve?)

É, mas ele não vai responder

Deixou toda a vida na mesa de cabeceira

Abre suas feridas e deixa sangrar na areia branca

E você pode rotulá-lo como mais um problema

E ficar longe dele como todo mundo já fez

E é exatamente por isso que ele foge pra estrada

Mais um arranhão na clava de guerra que ele guarda na alma

E se você já o visse balançando, você saberia fácil

E teria a preocupação de perguntar

(Onde você esteve?)

É, mas ele não vai responder

Piscando enquanto os faróis passam por ele

Arranca os calafrios da espinha e joga em você

Mas às vezes você não consegue o que pede

E a vida fica tão fria e você nunca pode voltar pra casa

Pra onde você iria se nunca pudesse voltar pra casa? (voltar pra casa)

O que você diria se nunca nem te perguntassem? (te perguntassem)

Pra onde você iria se nunca pudesse voltar pra casa? (voltar pra casa)

O que você diria se nunca nem te perguntassem? (te perguntassem)

Pra onde você iria se nunca pudesse voltar pra casa? (voltar pra casa)

O que você diria se nunca nem te perguntassem? (te perguntassem)

Pra onde você iria se nunca pudesse voltar pra casa? (voltar pra casa)

O que você diria se nunca nem te perguntassem? (te perguntassem)

O sol nasce em uma estrada sem saída

E dilata suas pupilas como se um fogo atingisse seu rosto jovem

Mortos para o mundo, ele planeja sua saída pra encarar a morte

(Onde você esteve?)

É, mas ele não vai desistir

Ele está esperando o fim da estrada

Pra que esse mundo frio o engula por inteiro

É uma viagem sem volta, ele não planeja retornar

E enquanto o veículo da sua fuga se aproxima do terminal

Perdido, com nada além de um sorriso no rosto

Enquanto desce do ônibus e começa a acelerar e,

Você podia ver nas pessoas enquanto ele passava que todos estavam se perguntando

(Onde você esteve?)

Ele está quase em casa, e pode sentir isso nas rachaduras dos ossos

Enquanto corre pelas escadas que cruzam a estrada e,

Sem hesitar, para suas ações

Ele salta da grade e... mergulha no tráfego