Blown Away - Adler

Un rayo en seco cruza el cielo

Esas nubes de tormenta se reúnen en sus ojos

Papi era un viejo cruel

Mami era un ángel en la tierra

El hombre del clima rogaba por un tornado

Ella rogaba porque lo derribara todo

No hay suficiente lluvia en Oklahoma

Para echar sus pecados de aquella casa

No hay suficiente viento en Oklahoma

Para extraer los clavos del pasado

Destruye toda ventana hasta que todo haya sido derribado

Cada ladrillo, cada tablero, cada puerta haya volado

Hasta que no quede nada en pie

Hasta que nada quede para el ayer

Hasta que cada recuerdo doloroso ahogado con whiskey haya sido derribado

Derribado

Ella escuchó a esas sirenas gritando

Su papi permaneció allí, se desmayó en el sofá

Ella se encerró en la bodega

Oyó el grito del viento

Algunos lo llamaron guardar refugio

Ella lo llamó dulce venganza

Destruye toda ventana hasta que todo haya sido derribado

Cada ladrillo, cada tablero, cada puerta haya volado

Hasta que no quede nada en pie

Hasta que nada quede para el ayer

Hasta que cada recuerdo doloroso ahogado con whiskey haya sido derribado

Derribado

No hay suficiente lluvia en Oklahoma

Para echar sus pecados de aquella casa

No hay suficiente viento en Oklahoma

Para extraer los clavos del pasado

Destruye toda ventana hasta que todo haya sido derribado

Cada ladrillo, cada tablero, cada puerta haya volado

Hasta que no quede nada en pie

Hasta que nada quede para el ayer

Hasta que cada recuerdo doloroso ahogado con whiskey haya sido derribado

Derribado, derribado, derribado, derribado, derribado.

A dry lightning crosses the sky

Those storm clouds gather in your eyes

Daddy was a cruel old man

Mommy was an angel on earth

The weather man was begging for a tornado

She was begging for her to tear it all down

There is not enough rain in Oklahoma

To cast their sins from that house

There's not enough wind in Oklahoma

To pull out the nails of the past

Destroy every window until everything has been shot down

Every brick, every board, every door has blown

Until there's nothing left standing

Until nothing is left for yesterday

Until every whiskey-drowned painful memory has been shot down

Shot down

She heard those sirens screaming

Her daddy of hers stayed there, she passed out on the couch

She locked herself in the cellar

She heard the cry of the wind

Some called it keeping shelter

She called it sweet revenge

Destroy every window until everything has been shot down

Every brick, every board, every door has blown

Until there's nothing left standing

Until nothing is left for yesterday

Until every whiskey-drowned painful memory has been shot down

Shot down

There is not enough rain in Oklahoma

To cast their sins from that house

There's not enough wind in Oklahoma

To pull out the nails of the past

Destroy every window until everything has been shot down

Every brick, every board, every door has blown

Until there's nothing left standing

Until nothing is left for yesterday

Until every whiskey-drowned painful memory has been shot down

Knocked down, knocked down, knocked down, knocked down, knocked down.