No Dice (It’s Time to Leave)

Words and music John Greaves

Not prone to exaggerating
No more than my conscience allows
I tend more to understating
Rather than looking a fool

Don’t like giving the game away
I keep my cards close to my chest
Just in case it’s my lucky day
I don’t want to spoil my chances

Joking apart this poor old heart is
Worn out on my sleeve
It’s time to leave
I’m no percentage player
I’ll tear off every layer
And later I’ll be cleaned out
Washed up mangled,
Hanging on the line to dry.

La main dans la main, traverser les boulevardsLes yeux dans les yeux comme un roman de gare
J’ai toujours sur moi, un pola de toi.

Marcher sous la pluie avec toi dans la nuit
C’est pas un problème, dis moi juste «
je t’aime
»
Les bijoux, les fleurs, je vois la vie en couleur.

Je me demande tous les jours, que ferais-je sans toi,
Et tu vois.
Il paraît bien que l’amour, oui ça ressemble à ça.

Quand viendra le jour où tu ne seras plus là
Tu sais mon amour j’aurai toujours sur moi.
Tu sais devines quoi? Un pola de toi.

Je me demande tous les jours, que ferais-je sans toi,
Et tu vois.
Il paraît bien que l’amour, oui ça ressemble a ça.

Je me demande tous les jours, que ferais-je sans toi,
Et tu vois.
Il paraît bien que l’amour, oui ça ressemble à ça.



English translation :

ROMANTIC NOVEL

Hand in hand, crossing the boulevards
Eye to eye, like in a romantic novel
I always have on me, a polaroid of you.

Walking in the rain with you in the night
It's not a problem, just tell me “I love you”
The jewels, the flowers, I see life in color.

I wonder every day, what would I do without you
And you see,
It seems love is really like that.

When the day comes when you will no longer be here
You know, my love, I will always have on me
You know, guess what, a polaroid of you.

I wonder every day, what would I do without you
And you see,
It seems love is really like that.

I wonder every day, what would I do without you
And you see,
It seems love is really like that.

ES:

estoy cansada y no lo entiendo
intento expresarlo con palabras
y al final salen bostezos

el miedo
de verme en un espejo
y disociar entre la imagen
y entre lo que en si proyecto

casi ni veo cine
desecho mis deseos
ya no hago lo que quiero
porque nunca tengo tiempo
y me lamento
y lo único pienso
es que me come la ciudad
y que me enreda el pelo el viento

pensé que amar sería suficiente
pero me siento sola y peleada con mi mente
no creo en mi talento como antes
no soy la que era antes
no soy suficiente
o soy demasiado grande
no soy nada fuerte
o es que tengo mucho aguante
no recuerdo nada lo que es sentirme bien
con el alma llena como un niño
que empieza a correr

pinto todo de color pastel para creer
que algún día la ternura me va a devolver
todo lo que el tedio y lo que el daño me han quitado
las horas de un sueño malgastado
pinto todo de color pastel para creer
que algún día la ternura me va a devolver
todo lo que el tedio y lo que el daño me han quitado
las horas de sueño que las noches me han robado
las horas de sueño que las noches me han robado
las horas de sueño que las noches me han robado

tal vez el camino equivocado
sea siempre el que me ha conquistado
ya tengo el enigma descifrado
el tiempo se pasa muy despacio

no busco na' de nadie
la suerte no me sobra pero siempre se comparte
escribo versos con punto y a parte
porque un punto y seguido implica motivos pa' seguir adelante
pero tranquilas que aquí mando yo
el agua limpia todo y últimamente está lloviendo un montón
no quiero sentir ni un remordimiento nunca más
la sensación que mas me pesa es la de recordar

algún día estaré bien lo puedo asegurar
sentirme a mí misma es suficiente pa' avanzar
igual que el pie que se siente a sí mismo al andar
igual que dos enamorados dentro de un maizal
escribo para mí y para reafirmar
que puede que algún día este cigarro se apague sin más
y no lo entenderás por no haber querido preguntar

ya no te sientas mal por mí me he cambiado de piel
a veces tu recuerdo incluso me sabe a miel
he estado imaginándome que es lo que quiero ser
y solo busco ser más gata que nunca y correr
y correr y correr y correr
y correr


pinto todo de color pastel para creer
que algún día la ternura me va a devolver
todo lo que el tedio y lo que el daño me han quitado
las horas de un sueño malgastado
pinto todo de color pastel para creer
que algún día la ternura me va a devolver
todo lo que el tedio y lo que el daño me han quitado
las horas de sueño que las noches me han robado



EN:

I'm tired and I don't understand
I try to put it into words
and in the end yawns come out

the fear
of seeing myself in a mirror
and dissociate between the image
and between what I project

I almost don't watch movies
I discard my desires
I no longer do what I want
because I never have time
and I lament
and the only thing I think
is that the city eats me up
and that the wind is tangling my hair

I thought that loving would be enough
but I feel lonely and at odds with my mind
I don't believe in my talent like before
I'm not what I used to be
I'm not enough
or I'm too big
I'm not strong at all
or is it that I have too much endurance
I don't remember what it's like to feel good
with a soul as full as a child
who starts to run

I paint everything in pastel colors to believe
that someday tenderness will return to me
all that boredom and hurt have taken away from me
the hours of a wasted dream
I paint everything in pastel colors to believe
that someday tenderness will return to me
all that boredom and hurt have taken away from me
the hours of sleep that the nights have stolen from me
the hours of sleep that the nights have stolen from me
the hours of sleep that the nights have stolen from me

maybe the wrong path
is always the one that has conquered me
I already have the enigma deciphered
time goes by very slowly

I'm not looking for anything from anyone
luck is not enough for me but I always share it
I write verses with a full stop, new paragraph
because a full stop, no new paragraph implies reasons to keep going on
but don't worry I'm in charge here
water cleans everything and lately it's been raining a lot
I don't want to feel a single remorse anymore
the feeling that weighs me down the most is the one of remembering

someday I'll be alright I can assure you
feeling myself is enough to move forward
just like the foot that feels itself when walking
just like two lovers inside a cornfield
I write for myself and to reaffirm
that maybe someday this cigarette will go out just like that
and you won't understand because you didn't want to ask

don't feel bad for me anymore I've changed my skin
sometimes your memory even tastes like honey to me
I've been imagining what I want to be
and I'm just trying to be more cat than ever and run
and run and run and run and run
and run

I paint everything in pastel colors to believe
that someday tenderness will return to me
all that boredom and hurt have taken away from me
the hours of a wasted dream
I paint everything in pastel colors to believe
that someday tenderness will return to me
all that boredom and hurt have taken away from me
the hours of sleep that the nights have stolen from me

ES:

me acabo de despertar
no era una pesadilla
era un sueño cargado
sentí el peso
de cien universos
recayendo en mi costado,
seis toneladas de asfalto

te cuento estaba andando
tomando una desperados
andando por un bar
que siempre me olía quemado
los tíos por el sitio andaban desesperados
molestaban como un rato y luego se iban a otro lado

y de repente me giro
tus ojos brillantes
toa' la gente bailaban como ignorantes
nadie se daba cuenta de lo que había delante
mejor para mí no quiero pelearme
tu bailas y me tomo otro trago
tu bailas y me acuerdo de un fotograma desgastado
tu bailas y me acuerdo de aquel cine de verano
mirándote la boca soñando con el pecado

el mundo no está hecho para gente como tú
no puedes ser mortal teniendo toda esa actitud
no puedes ser real por eso digo que es un sueño
aunque yo haya tocado cada parte de tu cuerpo
si no es pa ser amados dime pa que estamos hechos
como me miras baby se que no es un juego
te pregunto quien eres y me dices no me acuerdo
te digo ven conmigo
yo te lo recuerdo

tal vez ya no me quiera escapar
puede que me haya vuelto a enamorar
tal vez sea un juego
pero acepto cada reto
y si viene dulce lo voy a probar
no es lo que pensé que iba a encontrar
pero se que me has venido a buscar
beber entre besos
con un cúmulo de excesos
y sentidos preparándose a estallar

ya no me castigo
parece que embriagaste cada uno de mis sentidos
yo te amaba antes de haberte conocido
vivía encerrada hasta que sentí tus labios en los míos
lo mío es ponértelo sencillo
no quiero complicarlo solo quiero estar contigo
olerte el cuello mis manos entre tus rizos
fúmate un cigarro conmigo que yo te invito
pégate pregúntame donde vivo
vámonos al baño bésame y echa el pestillo
cuéntame tus juegos y yo te cuento los míos
quédate conmigo baby quédate conmigo
quédate conmigo baby quédate conmigo
quédate conmigo baby quédate conmigo
quédate conmigo que yo te enseño el camino
quédate conmigo baby quédate

tal vez ya no me quiera escapar
puede que me haya vuelto a enamorar
tal vez sea un juego
pero acepto cada reto
y si viene dulce lo voy a probar
no es lo que pensé que iba a encontrar
pero se que me has venido a buscar
beber entre besos
con un cúmulo de excesos
y sentidos preparándose a estallar
tal vez ya no me quiera escapar
puede que me haya vuelto a enamorar
tal vez sea un juego
pero acepto cada reto
y si viene dulce lo voy a probar
no es lo que pensé que iba a encontrar
pero se que me has venido a buscar
beber entre besos
con un cúmulo de excesos
y sentidos preparándose a estallar

EN:

I just woke up
it was not a nightmare
it was a heavy dream
I felt the weight
of a hundred universes
falling on my side,
six tons of asphalt

I tell you I was walking
taking a desperado
walking through a bar
that always smelled burnt to me
the guys around the place were walking around desperate
they were bugging for a while and then they'd go somewhere else

and suddenly I turn around
your eyes shining
all the people were dancing like ignorants
no one noticed what was in front of them
better for me i don't want to fight

you dance and I take another drink
you dance and I remember a faded frame
you dance and I remember that summer movie theatre
looking at your mouth dreaming of sin

the world is not made for people like you
you can't be mortal having all that attitude
you can't be real that's why I say it's a dream
even though I've touched every part of your body
if it's not to be loved tell me what we're made for
how you look at me baby I know it's not a game
I ask you who are you and you tell me I don't remember
I tell you come with me
I remind you

Maybe I don't want to run away anymore
Maybe I've fallen in love again
maybe it's a game
but I accept every challenge
and if it comes sweet I'll try it
it's not what I thought I'd find
but I know you've come looking for me
to drink between kisses
with an accumulation of excess
and senses preparing to explode

I no longer punish myself
it seems that you intoxicated each one of my senses
I loved you before I met you
I lived locked up until I felt your lips on mine
my thing is to make it simple for you
I don't want to complicate it I just want to be with you
smell your neck my hands between your curls
smoke a cigarette with me I'll buy you one
ask me where I live
let's go to the bathroom kiss me and bolt the door
tell me your games and I'll tell you mine
stay with me baby stay with me
stay with me baby stay with me
stay with me baby stay with me
stay with me that I'll show you the way
stay with me baby stay with me

maybe I don't want to run away anymore
I may have fallen in love again
maybe it's a game
but I accept every challenge
and if it comes sweet I'm gonna taste it
it's not what I thought I'd find
but I know you've come looking for me
to drink between kisses
with an accumulation of excess
and senses getting ready to explode
maybe I don't want to escape anymore
maybe I've fallen in love again
maybe it's a game
but I accept every challenge
and if it comes sweet I'll taste it
it's not what I thought I'd find
but I know you've come looking for me
to drink between kisses
with an accumulation of excess
and senses preparing to explode

Mrs. Sunshine, you're strong enough to smile Do you need me, do you need me anymore? I could settle and watch you from my tower Would it make me, would it make me nice?
Mrs. Feather, you're brave enough to fly
Do you love me, do you love me anymore?
I could give up, I'm sure you'd understand
But would you want me, would you want me in your land?
Mrs. Flower, you sleep within my cave
Do you see me, do you see me anymore? Hear this song and tell me if it's good
Is it good enough, is it good enough for you?
Mrs. Sunshine, don't miss the point I love you
Mrs. Sunshine, you chase the dark away And I need you
I need you
Mrs. Feather, you raise my lead soul to the sky And I love you
I love you

You won’t have to miss me, I’ll be home as soon as the snow covers the ground December is easy, it’s the months before that always bring me down
A ghost without a mission, another year gone by
I’ve been trying to listen to the tears we’ve cried
All I need you to believe is that I’ll be back when I am whole again I’ll find a card up my sleeve, a king or a jack to help me be a man A guest without permission, another gear gone dry
I’m still trying to listen to the tears we’ve cried
Unless you want to come away with me I guess we couldn’t go astray, Andie Andie
Unless you want to come away with me I guess we couldn’t go astray, Andie Andie

I know you don't need empty promises so I Won't make them for you
For you
All I have is songs and faith In our lucky moon
You're my good fortune
But I want you to feel safe inside my arms
I'll be your home, the one that follows you around