Boulevardeko Erlojua
URTZ
The Clock on the Boulevard
The clocks on the boulevard
Ticking away with a sad sound
But the hands of life
Don’t want to turn back.
I’m all alone, silent, lost,
Waiting for the train that left us behind;
Because of the weight of memories now
I can’t even dream anymore.
On the platforms of the past
We left behind
Our desperate secrets, our hopes fenced in.
Your diamond-like eyes
Ripped my heart apart;
There are no pearls on the beach
Just the lips of empty shells.
The night doesn’t want to come
So you won’t show up,
And I can’t go.
Neither the night nor the day want to come
So I can die for you.
And you die for me.
In this asphalt jungle
I’m searching for a smile;
Endless movies,
Revolutions without tears...
This expensive drink doesn’t give
As much warmth as you do,
But the old taverns
Don’t sell love anymore.
The night doesn’t want to come
So you won’t show up,
And I can’t go.
Neither the night nor the day want to come
So I can die for you.
And you die for me. (x2)
(instrumental)
The night doesn’t want to come
So you won’t show up,
And I can’t go.
Neither the night nor the day want to come
So I can die for you.
And you die for me. (x2)
