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Sangue nas Minhas Mãos

Keren Ann

Blood On My Hands

I was the darling no one could defeat
Grand hotel suites were my home
Men at my feet, limousines in the street
First class to Paris and Rome

He walked unannounced through my dressing room door
And then from a case, if you will
He pulled out a Winchester pre-64
And said: Are you ready to kill?

Then there was blood on my shoes
There was blood on my makeup
There was blood on the ceiling
There was blood on the piano
There was blood on my microphone
There was blood on my fans
There was blood in my whiskey
Now there's blood on my hands

So I went on the run to win nobody's heart
Got into a terrible fix
He was tall, unattractive and living apart
But he carried a .30-06

Then there was blood on my shoes
There was blood on my makeup
There was blood on the ceiling
There was blood on the piano
There was blood on the bartender
There was blood on the band
There was blood in my whiskey
Now there's blood on my hands

Now there is blood on my shoes
There is blood on my makeup
There is blood on the ceiling
There is blood on the piano
There is blood on my microphone
There is blood on my fans
There is blood in my whiskey
And there's blood on my hands

Sangue nas Minhas Mãos

Eu era a queridinha que ninguém conseguia vencer
Suítes de hotel chiques eram meu lar
Homens aos meus pés, limusines na rua
Primeira classe pra Paris e Roma

Ele entrou sem avisar pela porta do meu camarim
E então, de uma caixa, se você permitir
Ele puxou uma Winchester pré-64
E disse: Você está pronta pra matar?

Então havia sangue nos meus sapatos
Havia sangue na minha maquiagem
Havia sangue no teto
Havia sangue no piano
Havia sangue no meu microfone
Havia sangue nos meus fãs
Havia sangue no meu uísque
Agora há sangue nas minhas mãos

Então eu saí correndo pra não ganhar o coração de ninguém
Entrei em uma situação terrível
Ele era alto, sem graça e vivia sozinho
Mas ele carregava um .30-06

Então havia sangue nos meus sapatos
Havia sangue na minha maquiagem
Havia sangue no teto
Havia sangue no piano
Havia sangue no bartender
Havia sangue na banda
Havia sangue no meu uísque
Agora há sangue nas minhas mãos

Agora há sangue nos meus sapatos
Há sangue na minha maquiagem
Há sangue no teto
Há sangue no piano
Há sangue no meu microfone
Há sangue nos meus fãs
Há sangue no meu uísque
E há sangue nas minhas mãos

Composição: Keren Ann