Idioma Origen:
I see a red door and I want it painted black,
No colors anymore I want them to turn black.
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes,
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes.
I see a line of cars and theyre all painted black,
With flowers and my love both never to come back.
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away,
Like a new born baby, it happens every day.
Paint it black!
Black!
No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue,
I could not foresee this thing,
Now happening to you.
If I look hard enough into the setting sun,
My love will laugh with me before the morning comes.
I wanna see it painted, painted black.
Black as night, black as coal.
I want the sun blotted out,
Paint the world fuckin' black.
Idioma Destino:
I see a red door and I want it painted black,
No colors anymore I want them to turn black.
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes,
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes.
I see a line of cars and theyre all painted black,
With flowers and my love both never to come back.
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away,
Like a new born baby, it happens every day.
Paint it black!
Black!
No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue,
I could not foresee this thing,
Now happening to you.
If I look hard enough into the setting sun,
My love will laugh with me before the morning comes.
I wanna see it painted, painted black.
Black as night, black as coal.
I want the sun blotted out,
Paint the world fuckin' black.