Lizzy McAlpine

The Ballad of Floyd Collins (tradução)

Lizzy McAlpine


A Balada de Floyd Collins


No fundo da terra de vales e riachos

Se você se perder, fica perdido por semanas

Ouça a história de um homem perdido

Cem metros sob a geada do inverno


Floyd era um homem racional

Sabia o que queria e tinha um plano

Era tão esperto quanto corajoso

Ia encontrar a caverna perfeita


Até Floyd sabia que algo estava errado

Ele sofria com pesadelos à noite


Mas não se importava com o que sonhava

Tudo ia bem, ou assim parecia

Foi buscar sua fortuna no subsolo


E foi mesmo sua fortuna que encontrou

The Ballad of Floyd Collins


Deep in the land of the hollows and creeks

If'n you get lost you get lost for weeks

Listen to the tale of a man who got lost

A hundred feet under the winter frost


Now Floyd was a reasonin' man

He knew what he wanted and he had a plan

He was just as smart as he was brave

He was gonna find him the perfect cave


Even Floyd knew somethin' wasn't right

He was sufferin' nightmares at night


But he didn't worry 'bout what he dreamed

Things was goin' good or so it seemed

Went lookin' for his fortune under the ground


Sure enough, his fortune is what he found

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