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Smokers Outside The Hospital Doors

What did I find under the tree?

I found a lot of things, but not one of those things that I want to talk.

at this time is a song I want and with whom you feel able to compare.

The song of the Editors, the English group, gender inde-rock, post-punk rock, alternative rock. Basically it is the group that introduced me to a very dear person to me, which then (all alone) I fell in love with time.

lyrics in question is terribly true, because it speaks of life. At the same time, however, to be very real bastard. Its title is "Smokers Outside the Hospital Doors," from the album "An End Has A Start", published on 25 June 2007. Here below report the translation of the text, because it is one of those texts that do not need comments. I only say that when I hear this song I think of words that preceded the news, coming from all corners of the planet where the planet and all met.

Pull the blindfold down so your eyes
because they can not see
hours to run as
hard as you can through this field of trees

of 'good-bye to everyone you know does not always

never see her again I can not shake this feeling that I

my hands are dirty, I've been in war?
the saddest thing I've ever seen
were smokers outside the hospital doors

someone turns around
be able to start?


as we can smile with our mouths shut?
why have you stopped singing

I can not shake this feeling that I

my hands are dirty, I've been in war?
the saddest thing that has
have ever seen Were smokers outside the hospital doors

someone turns around
be able to start?
now someone turns me around
we start this again?


we have all changed compared to what we were
our hearts have been broken and left to grind the floor


I can not believe you if I can not hear
I can not believe you if I can not hear

we have all changed
than what we were
our hearts have been broken and left to grind the floor


than we have all changed what we were
our hearts have been broken and left to
break in the floor

someone turns around
I can start again?
now someone turns me around
we start this again?

we be able to start? We will be able after this Christmas (new born) to look around and say that something has changed? And if we do not have those addresses? Which path should we take?

Editors, breaks down the nations composing the new world.