Sangrengue
v4
@Misi
Sangrengue
v4
@Misi
Dalszöveg
[Verse 1]
Your red scarf hangs beside the door
Rainwater gathers on the floor
You left the kettle half awake
And one small note I couldn’t take
[Pre-Chorus]
I count the cracks along the tile
I tell myself it’s been a while
[Chorus]
Sangre, running through the family names
Sangre, keeping every coal aflame
You can cross the river, you can change your town
But what we carry keeps on coming round
Sangre, I still hear you calling me
[Verse 2]
Your mother’s hands could mend a sleeve
Then fold the truth so none would see
At Sunday lunch, beneath the fan
You said, “Be kinder than I am”
[Pre-Chorus]
I hold that sentence to the light
It cuts, but somehow makes things right
[Chorus]
Sangre, running through the family names
Sangre, keeping every coal aflame
You can cross the river, you can change your town
But what we carry keeps on coming round
Sangre, I still hear you calling me
[Bridge]
If I speak your name, it doesn’t make you stay
If I let it go, it doesn’t wash away
So I’ll set your cup beside the sink
And finally say the things I think
[Final Chorus]
Sangre, running through the family names
Sangre, keeping every coal aflame
I can cross the river, I can leave this town
Still your stubborn mercy turns me round
Sangre, you are part of what I’ll be
[Outro]
Your red scarf by the door
I don’t fold it anymore
Your red scarf hangs beside the door
Rainwater gathers on the floor
You left the kettle half awake
And one small note I couldn’t take
[Pre-Chorus]
I count the cracks along the tile
I tell myself it’s been a while
[Chorus]
Sangre, running through the family names
Sangre, keeping every coal aflame
You can cross the river, you can change your town
But what we carry keeps on coming round
Sangre, I still hear you calling me
[Verse 2]
Your mother’s hands could mend a sleeve
Then fold the truth so none would see
At Sunday lunch, beneath the fan
You said, “Be kinder than I am”
[Pre-Chorus]
I hold that sentence to the light
It cuts, but somehow makes things right
[Chorus]
Sangre, running through the family names
Sangre, keeping every coal aflame
You can cross the river, you can change your town
But what we carry keeps on coming round
Sangre, I still hear you calling me
[Bridge]
If I speak your name, it doesn’t make you stay
If I let it go, it doesn’t wash away
So I’ll set your cup beside the sink
And finally say the things I think
[Final Chorus]
Sangre, running through the family names
Sangre, keeping every coal aflame
I can cross the river, I can leave this town
Still your stubborn mercy turns me round
Sangre, you are part of what I’ll be
[Outro]
Your red scarf by the door
I don’t fold it anymore
A zene stílusa
Latin alternative rock with a driving 6/8 pulse, tense minor-key verses opening into a cathartic wide chorus; gritty electric guitar and melodic bass, hand percussion layered with a live drum kit, brief trumpet accents, intimate expressive lead vocal that grows into rough-edged harmonies; dynamic arrangement builds from sparse guitar to full-band impact, warm analog saturation and clear punchy mix.
