Yeat's Grave

Yeat's Grave
The Cranberries - www.netosdesalim.com.br Lyrics


Silenced by death in the grave
La-la-la-la
William Butler Yeats couldn't save
La-la-la-la
Why did you stand here?
Were you sickened in time?
But I know by now
Why did you sit here?
Ah-ah
In the grave
In the grave
In the grave
In the grave

Why should I blame her?
That she filled my days with misery
Or that she would of late have taught to ignorant men
Most violent ways
Or hurled the little streets upon the great
Had they but courage equal to desire?

Sad that Maud Gonne couldn't stay
La-la-la-la
But she had MacBride anyway
La-la
And you sit here with me
On the isle Innisfree
And you are writing down anything
But I know by now
Why did you sit here?
Ah-ah (ah-ah)

In the grave
In the grave
In the grave
In the grave

La-la-da-da
La-la-da-da
La-la-da-da-da-da-da
La-la-da-da
La-la-da-da
La-la-da-da-da-da-da

William Butler
William Butler
William Butler
William Butler

Why should I blame her?
Had they but courage equal to desire
Had they but courage equal to desire (William Butler, William Butler)
William Butler


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Written by: Dolores Mary O'riordan

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@IrinaKouruskuva

Yeat's Grave -- French Translation
(La Tombe De Yeats) -- Traduction Française

Silenced by death in the the grave
Réduit au silence par la mort dans la tombe
W. B. Yeats* couldn't save
W. B. Yeats * ne pouvait pas s'échapper
Why did you stand here
Pourquoi restais-tu là
Were you sickened in time
Étais-tu écœuré par l'époque
But I know by now
Mais je sais maintenant
Why did you sit here ?
Pourquoi t'es-tu assis ici
In the Grave
Dans la tombe
In the Grave
Dans la tombe

Why should I blame her
Pourquoi devrais-je la blâmer
That she filled my days
D'avoir rempli mes jours
With misery or that she would of late
De tristesse ou d'avoir voulu trop tard
Have taught to ignorant men violent ways
Enseigner aux hommes ignorants les chemins de la violence
Or hurled the little street upon the greant
Ou d'avoir lancé les bas quartiers contre les beaux
Had they but courage
Ils ne possédaient rien d'autre que leur courage
Equal to desire'
Égal à leur désir

Sad that Maud Gonne** couldn't stay
C'est triste que Maud Gonne** n'ait pas pu rester
But she had Mac Bride*** anyway
Mais elle avait Mac Bride*** de toute façon
And you sit here with me
Et tu es assis ici avec moi
On the isle Inisfree**
Sur l’île d' Inisfree**
And you writing down everything
Et tu notes tout
But I know by now
Mais je sais à présent
Why did you sit here
Pourquoi t'es-tu assis ici
In a grave...
Dans la tombe

Why should I blame her
Pourquoi devrais-je la blâmer
Had they but courage equal to desire
N'avaient-ils qu'un courage égal à leur désir


/NOTE/
|[*William Butler Yeats (1865-1939) était un poète et célèbre écrivain en Irlande


**Maud Gonne a été la maîtresse de WB Yeats lequel était obsédé par elle

***Mac Bride était le mari de Maud Gonne

Note de Ericlegardon
****Innisfree est un mot d'origine irlandaise qui, en premier lieu, désigne une île située dans le comté de Sligo, au nord-ouest de l'Irlande, objet d'une poésie de Yeats [...] "Je veux me lever, partir maintenant, partir pour Innisfree, Une petite hutte y construire, faite d'argile et d'osier : Neuf rangs de haricots j'aurai là, une ruche pour l'abeille à miel ; Et vivrai seul dans le bourdonnement de la clairière"

https://www.lacoccinelle.net/ ]|



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@professionalname5298

Just found this song last week, has been on repeat constantly since

@laurendaryani4893

This album was the first one I ever owned on CD, as a Christmas gift by my cousin. It always reminds me of the winter season, when I myself would listen to it on repeat while drawing or reading in my bedroom. I'd leave my window wide open because I loved the cold air filling my room. 🥰

@dbrown2264

One of my favorite Cranberries songs. Very poetic.

@avallach2061

Her voice is so beautiful, the way she sings is very unique, one of my favorite voices of all time, rest in peace Dolores ♥

@MarkusAudio

Dolores, one of the voices that helps me cry in painful times while soothing me as well. See you in the Glory, friend.

@evanroo12

She got me through my hardest times.

@justinrennie9995

Me too ,gone to fast 😭

@andresparanomoi6298

When I was a kid, 13 maybe 14 years old my brother showed me this band and this song and Ridicolus Toughts are still my favorites. I changed thru years but this is the only constant! The Cranberries <3

@Knonnynonny

Oh dearie me!!!!
Ridiculous Thoughts is ridiculously amazing!!!!!
Ridiculously awesome taste, my Huckranberry Friend.

@niftyniff1

Cranberries was the only band I listened to when i was about 13. I knew every song there is, and i needed them so much. It feels a little weird now, I turned out a jazz / soul kind of person, but still there's something about Cranberries I love a lot even now.

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