Hands Of Gold (feat. Ed Sheeran) TRADUÇÃO - Peter Hollens (Impressão)

Hands Of Gold (feat. Ed Sheeran)

He rode through the streets of the city

Down from his hill on high

O'er the winds and the steppes and the cobble

He rode to a woman's side

For she was his secret treasure

She was his shame and his bliss

And a chain and a keep are nothing

Compared to a woman's kiss

For hands of gold are always cold

But a woman's hands are warm

And there he stood with sword in hand

The Last of Darry's ten

And red the grass beneath his feet

And red his banner's bright

And red the glow of the setting sun that bathe him in its light

Come one, come on, the great lord called, my sword is hungry still

And with the cry of savage rage they swarmed across the rill

He rode through the streets of the city

Down from his hill on high

O'er the winds and the steppes and the cobble

He rode to a woman's side

For she was his secret treasure

She was his shame and his bliss

For a chain and a keep are nothing

Compared to a woman's kiss

For hands of gold are always cold

But a woman's hands are warm

Mãos De Ouro (feat. Ed Sheeran)

Ele andou pelas ruas da cidade

Abaixo de sua colina em alta

Sobre os ventos e as estepes e o godo

Ele montou ao lado de uma mulher

Pois ela era o tesouro secreto dele

Ela era sua vergonha e sua felicidade

E uma corrente e uma fortaleza não são nada

Comparado ao beijo de uma mulher

Para mãos de ouro estão sempre frias

Mas as mãos de uma mulher são quentes

E lá estava ele com a espada na mão

O último dos dez de Darry

E vermelho a grama sob seus pés

E vermelho sua bandeira é brilhante

E vermelho o brilho do sol poente que o banha em sua luz

Venha um, vamos lá, o grande senhor chamado, minha espada ainda está com fome

E com o grito de raiva selvagem eles enxamearam a cordilheira