Brendan Benson

Unfortunate Guy (tradução)

Brendan Benson


Cara infeliz


Este é o som de um pequeno violino do mundo

Vi o pior dos piores problemas que você já teve

Você é o maior sofredor que quase nunca nasceu

Você sempre foi o alvo do ridículo e desdém

Você mantém o título de enteado querido

Seu pai morreu numa prisão e sua mãe se perdeu

Talvez você pudesse escrever um livro nos pedaços de confete

Porque isso faria até as tramas de Shakespeare parecem sem sentido e insignificantes

Você o teve forte e deixou bem claro

Que não desiste, você se resguarda (não importa o quão severo)

Por favor não vá, vai me fazer chorar

Você teve que ser

O cara mais infeliz

Não vai nos fazer chorar

O cara mais infeliz

Ouvi algumas histórias tristes, mas a suas estão no topo da lista

E você liderou a corrida para os azarados do mundo

Você usa aquela coroa de espinhos e sentou no trono

Você governa um reino de desespero e faz isso sozinho

Tem nossa simpatia e nossos mais profundos arrependimentos

Você segura a chave que abre a caixa trancada de desgraça

Está nos dando a pior fala, que te faz lucrar

Está absorvendo o sol swpois de nos liquidar com chuva


























Unfortunate Guy


This is the sound of the world's smallest violin

I've seen worse than the worst trouble you've been in

You're the greatest sufferer that almost never was born

You've always been the object of ridicule and scorn

You hold the title of champion stepchild

Your father died in prison and your mother ran wild

Maybe you should write a book on pieces of confetti

Coz it makes even Shakespeare's plots seem meaningless and petty

You've had it rough you've made it very clear

That you don't give up you've persevered (no matter how severe)

Please don't go on you're gonna make me cry

You've got to be

The most unfortunate guy

Don't go on you're gonna make us cry

The most unfortunate guy

I've heard some sad luck stories, but yours tops the list

And you lead the race for the world's unluckiest

You wear that crown of thorns and sit upon that throne

You rule a kingdom of despair and you do it all alone

You have our sympathy our deepest regrets

You hold the key, which unlocks misfortune's chest

You're giving us the poor mouth what do you stand to gain


world's smallest violin

I've seen worse than the worst trouble you've been in

You're the greatest sufferer that almost never was born

You've always been the object of ridicule and scorn

You hold the title of champion stepchild

Your father died in prison and your mother ran wild

Maybe you should write a book on pieces of confetti

Coz it makes even Shakespeare's plots seem meaningless and petty

You've had it rough you've made it very clear

That you don't give up you've persevered (no matter how severe)

Please don't go on you're gonna make me cry

You've got to be

The most unfortunate guy

Don't go on you're gonna make us cry

The most unfortunate guy

I've heard some sad luck stories, but yours tops the list

And you lead the race for the world's unluckiest

You wear that crown of thorns and sit upon that throne

You rule a kingdom of despair and you do it all alone

You have our sympathy our deepest regrets

You hold the key, which unlocks misfortune's chest

You're giving us the poor mouth what do you stand to gain

You're soakin up the sun after selling us the rain


by Filipe TTN.

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