Vanishing Übersetzung

von Mariah Carey

Worum geht es in dem Song?

Der Songtext "Vanishing" von Mariah Carey handelt von dem schmerzhaften Verlust eines geliebten Menschen und dem Versuch...

So you wanna be a Rock'n Roll Star well listen now, to what I say, just get an electric guitar and take some time,
And learn how to play
Just learn how to play

I was down at the new Amsterdam, just staring at this yellow-haired girl,
Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation, with the black-haired falmenco dancer
You know, she dances while his father plays guitar, she's suddenly beautiful,
And we all want something beautiful,
And I wish I was beautiful (oh lalalala)

I'll call-up Maria -come on-
Show me some of them spanish dances and pass me a bottle Mr. Jones
Believe in me,-come on-
Help me believe in anything
Cause I wanna be someone who believes

Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairy-tailes
We stare at the beautiful women
"She's looking at you, nonono
She's looking at me"
Standing in this bright light
Coming through in stereo
When everybody loves you,
You should never be lonely

I wanna paint myself a picture,
I wanna paint paint myself in blue and red and black and grey
All the beautiful colours are very very meaningful
-yeah you know grey?-
It's my favourite colour, I just get so confused, everyday but if
I knew Picasso I would buy myself a grey guitar and play

Mr. Jones and me, look into the future
We staer at all the beautiful women
"She's looking at you
Uh, I don't think so,
She's looking at me"
Standing in the spotlight
I am myself and this grey guitar man
When everybody loves me,
I hope I'll never get lonely

I wanna be lion -I know,I know-
Everybody wants to pass as cats
We all wanna be big big...big stars, yeah but then we get second thoughts about that
So belive in me,man, I don't believe in anything
And I don't wanna be someone to belive, you should not believe in me

Mr. Jones and me, stumbling through the barrio
We stare at all the beautiful women
"She's perfect for you,there's got to be someone for me"
I wanna be Bob Dylan
Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky
Man, when everybody loves you
So tired, that's just about as fucked-up as you can be

Can't you hear me
Cause I'm screaming
But I did not go outside, yesterday
Oh don't wake me,
Cause I was dreaming
And I make you stay inside again, today

Mr. Jones and me,
We don't see each other much, anymore.