

Mad World
All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for the daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere. Their tears are filing up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it's a very, very
Mad
Inutile correre
È inutile correre, la vita ha la sua velocità.
Pensi di poter arrivare prima,
in realtà sei arrivato più di fretta.
Rennen hilft nichts, das Leben hat sein Tempo.
Du denkst, Du kannst früher ankommen,
aber eigentlich kommst du nur mit mehr Eile an.
Courir n’est point utile, la vie a sa vélocité.
Tu penseras que tu arrives avant,
en faites tu es là plus pressé.
There’s no point in running, life has his own speed.
You may think you can be there earlier,
in fact yo