Waiting for the Hors#men Lyrics – 1,2,3
Singer: 1,2,3
Title: Waiting for the Hors#men
A half-drunk bottle of heaven and hill washed up to my second-story window this afternoon
I had my head poked out looking for helicopters, or hors#men, or something. i pulled it in with a broom
After serious consideration, i went all the over to denise from 213 to knock. some guy answered with a “who the f#ck’re you?” face. i swung the bottle around my back and said “just wanted to see if everyone was okay”
He said something and i replied “okay, just let me know”. i didn’t know what i wanted him to let mе know
So i walked down to jim from 204—his kid answered. “you seen napolеon?”
“no, sorry buddy,” i replied, and squeezed past him, partially concealing the bottle with my thigh. i walked into the living room where jim was sitting on the couch, staring at the flat screen like it worked
He swiveled his head around and asked the same question his kid did
“not since there were streets,” i said
“man, anna’s been torn up about that yippy turd.”
Jim changed the subject to mold when anna came ripping out of the bedroom, hollering “don’t you dare talk about that poor little thing like that!”
I began to back towards the door as she was giving it to jim. he craned his neck around and asked “what’s with the bottle?”
“you know where to find me,” i said. once more i gave my apologies to the kid for not knowing where his dog was, and started back down the soggy hall
When i rounded the corner toward my apartment, there was the old man from the first floor, slouched over with his small face in his large hands, sitting on the wet carpet. i hadn’t seen him around much lately, even before the storm
“are you alright?” i asked
His voice wobbled counter-rhythmic to his neck skin as he talked: “i got beth safely to the boat. they didn’t have room for me. they said they’d come back. they said they’d come back.”
Beth was his wife. she died three summers ago. he had the wake in their apartment, and people clogged the hall for two days and two nights
“well, what are you gonna do in the meantime?”
He just glared at the dark beige of the wall and shrugged
I held up the bottle and swished it back and forth. “come on, you can dry off at my place, and maybe we’ll have a drink.”
I had to help him out
We spent the night drinking cheap whiskey, talking about john houston movies and cars i’d never seen in person, and we waited for the hors#men
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Waiting for the Hors#men – Terjemahan / Translation
Sebotol surga setengah mabuk dan bukit mencuci ke jendela kedua saya sore ini
Aku punya kepalaku bercanda mencari helikopter, atau penunggang kuda, atau sesuatu. Saya menarik dengan sapu
Setelah pertimbangan serius, saya pergi ke Denise dari 213 untuk mengetuk. Beberapa pria menjawab dengan seorang “siapa yang kamu?” wajah. Aku mengayunkan botol di punggungku dan berkata, “Hanya ingin melihat apakah semua orang baik-baik saja”
Dia mengatakan sesuatu dan aku menjawab, “Oke, beri tahu aku”. Saya tidak tahu apa yang saya ingin dia biarkan saya tahu
Jadi saya berjalan ke Jim dari 204-anak-Nya menjawab. “Kamu melihat Napolеon?”
“Tidak, maaf sobat,” jawabku, dan meremasnya, sebagian menyembunyikan botol dengan pahaku. Saya berjalan ke ruang tamu di mana Jim duduk di sofa, menatap layar datar seperti berhasil
Dia memutar kepalanya dan menanyakan pertanyaan yang sama, anak-anaknya
“Bukan karena ada jalan,” kataku
“Manusia, Anna telah dihancurkan tentang Yippy Turd itu.”
Jim mengubah topik pembicaraan ketika Anna datang keluar dari kamar tidur, berteriak, “Jangan berani bicara tentang hal kecil yang malang seperti itu!”
Saya mulai kembali ke pintu ketika dia memberikannya kepada Jim. Dia menderung lehernya dan bertanya, “Ada apa dengan botolnya?”
“Kamu tahu di mana menemukanku,” kataku. Sekali lagi saya memberikan permintaan maaf kepada anak itu karena tidak tahu di mana anjingnya, dan mulai kembali ke aula yang basah
Ketika saya mengitari sudut ke apartemen saya, ada lelaki tua itu dari lantai pertama, membungkuk dengan wajah kecilnya di tangannya yang besar, duduk di atas karpet basah. Saya tidak melihatnya jauh akhir-akhir ini, bahkan sebelum badai
“apa kamu baik baik saja?” saya bertanya
Suaranya bergoyang-goyang kontra-ritmis ke kulit lehernya ketika dia berbicara: “Aku sampai dengan aman ke kapal. Mereka tidak punya ruang untukku. Mereka bilang mereka akan kembali. Mereka bilang mereka akan kembali.”
Beth adalah istrinya. Dia meninggal tiga musim panas lalu. Dia bangun di apartemen mereka, dan orang-orang menyumbat aula selama dua hari dan dua malam
“Yah, apa yang akan kamu lakukan s#mentara itu?”
Dia hanya menatap krem tembok dan mengangkat bahu
Saya mengangkat botol dan membolak-balik. “Ayo, kamu bisa mengering di tempatku, dan mungkin kita akan minum.”
Saya harus membantunya
Kami menghabiskan malam minum wiski murah, berbicara tentang film dan mobil John Houston yang belum pernah saya lihat secara langsung, dan kami menunggu penunggang kuda
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Lyrics 1,2,3 – Waiting for the Hors#men
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