Katy Kirby - Portals

[Verse 1] I'm an alternate universe in Target lingerie You're a country song in three-four time I can see through time in on a clear day Tastes like black grape and chlorine And something else that I can't name Maybe I could describe it Unless you make me, I won't say Say, say [Chorus] If we peel apart Will we be stronger than we were before We had formed ourselves together In a temporary whole? And if wе reunite, will we still know Thе things that we had learned before? We're not boxes, doors, or borders We were portals [Verse 2] Our arms form a circle And sometimes when they take that shape Suddenly I'm in a tunnel Headed to another state You're a hand punched through a pane of glass To get the handle on the other side Yeah, we're cut on the knuckles But at least we're open wide Wide, wide [Chorus] If we peel apart Will we be stronger than we were before We had formed ourselves together In a temporary whole? And if we reunite, will we still know The things that we had learned before? We're not boxes, doors, or borders We were portals

Verso 1: Soy un universo alterno en lenceria eres una cancion de country en tres cuatro tiempos puedo ver a traves del tiempo en un dia claro sabe como a uva negra y cloro y algo mas que no puedo nombrar tal vez podria describirlo a menos de que me haas, no lo dire dire, dire coro: si me pelas sere mas fuerte que era antes nos hemos formado juntos en un hoyo temporal? y si nos reunimos, seguiremos sabiendo las cosas que teniamos que aprender antes? no somos cajas, puertas o fronteras eramos portales Verso 2: nuestros brazos de un ciruclo y a veces cuando toman esa forma de repente estoy en un tunel yendo a otro estado eres un puñado a traves de un vidrio para tener la agarradera en el otro lado si, nos cortamos los nudillos pero al menos estamos bien abiertos abiertos, abiertos coro: si me pelas sere mas fuerte que era antes nos hemos formado juntos en un hoyo temporal? y si nos reunimos, seguiremos sabiendo las cosas que teniamos que aprender antes? no somos cajas, puertas o fronteras eramos portales