Um pouco de Teoria da Conspiração:
The Saints Are Coming - U2/Green Day
The Saints Are Coming - U2/Green Day
I cried to my daddy on the telephone
How long now
Until the clouds unroll and you come home
The line went
But the shadows still remain since your descent
Your descent
The saints are coming, the saints are coming
No matter how I try, I realise there’s no reply
The saints are coming, the saints are coming
A drowning sorrow floods the deepest grief
How long now
Until a weather change condemns belief
The stone says
This paternal guide once had his day
Once had his day
The saints are coming, the saints are coming
No matter how I try, I realise there’s no reply
The saints are coming, the saints are coming
Os Santos Estão Chegando (Os anjos, os remidos?)How long now
Until the clouds unroll and you come home
The line went
But the shadows still remain since your descent
Your descent
The saints are coming, the saints are coming
No matter how I try, I realise there’s no reply
The saints are coming, the saints are coming
A drowning sorrow floods the deepest grief
How long now
Until a weather change condemns belief
The stone says
This paternal guide once had his day
Once had his day
The saints are coming, the saints are coming
No matter how I try, I realise there’s no reply
The saints are coming, the saints are coming
Chorei para o meu pai no telefone (Em oração?)
Já faz tanto tempo (Mais de 2.000 anos?)
Até as nuvens passarem e você chegar em casa (Sobre as nuvens?)
A linha se foi (Rebelião?)
Mas as sombras ainda restam desde sua partida (Cristianismo perseguido?)
Sua partida (Primeira vinda?)
Não importa o quanto eu tente, percebo que não tenho resposta
Uma tristeza que afoga inunda a mais funda angústia
Até que uma mudança climática condene a crença (Efeito estufa?)
A pedra diz (Jesus?)
Este guia paternal um dia teve seu dia de glória (Sábado?)
