Ed Sheeran
A Team
AnglishtWhite lips, pale face
Breathing in snowflakes
Burnt lungs, sour taste
Light's gone, day's end
Struggling to pay rent
Long nights, strange men
And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
Cause we're just under the upper hand
And go mad for a couple of grams
And she don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly
Ripped gloves, raincoat
Tried to swim and stay afloat
Dry house, wet clothes
Loose change, bank notes
Weary-eyed, dry throat
Call girl, no phone
And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
Cause we're just under the upper hand
And go mad for a couple of grams
And she don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
An angel will die
Covered in white
Closed eye
And hoping for a better life
This time, we'll fade out tonight
Straight down the line
And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
They scream
The worst things in life come free to us
And we're all under the upper hand
Go mad for a couple of grams
And we don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe we fly to the Motherland
Or sell love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly
To fly, fly
For angels to fly, to fly, to fly
Or angels to die
Breathing in snowflakes
Burnt lungs, sour taste
Light's gone, day's end
Struggling to pay rent
Long nights, strange men
And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
Cause we're just under the upper hand
And go mad for a couple of grams
And she don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly
Ripped gloves, raincoat
Tried to swim and stay afloat
Dry house, wet clothes
Loose change, bank notes
Weary-eyed, dry throat
Call girl, no phone
And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
Cause we're just under the upper hand
And go mad for a couple of grams
And she don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
An angel will die
Covered in white
Closed eye
And hoping for a better life
This time, we'll fade out tonight
Straight down the line
And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
They scream
The worst things in life come free to us
And we're all under the upper hand
Go mad for a couple of grams
And we don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe we fly to the Motherland
Or sell love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly
To fly, fly
For angels to fly, to fly, to fly
Or angels to die
Ekipi A
ShqipBuze te bardha , fytyre te zbehur
Merr fryme ne floke bore
Mushkeri te djegur , shije te tharte.
Drita shkoi, dita perfundoi.
Perpiqet te paguaje qirane
Nate te gjata , meshkuj te huaj
Dhe thone
se ajo eshte ne klases e Ekipit A
Mberthyer ne endrren e saj
Ka kaluar kete rruge qe nga 18
Por koheve te fundit fytyra e saj duket
Ngadale duke u fundosur , duke u shpenzuar
Duke u shkaterruar sikur pastat
Dhe ata bertasin
Gjerat me te keqija vijne falas tek ne
Sepse jemi vetem nen doren e siperme
Dhe cmendemi per disa grame
Dhe ajo s'do qe te dale jashte sonte
Dhe ne nje gyp ajo fluturon ne atdhe
Ose i shet dashurine nje burri tjeter
Eshte shume ftohte jashte
Per engjujt te fluturojne
Engjujt te fluturojne
Doreza te grisura , pallto shiu.
Provoi te notoj dhe te rrije mbi det.
Shtepi te thare , rroba te lagura.
Te imta te pakta , kartemonedha.
Sy lodhur , fyt thare.
Vajza e thirrjeve , pa telefon.
Dhe thone
se ajo eshte ne klases e Ekipit A
Mberthyer ne endrren e saj
Ka kaluar kete rruge qe nga 18
Por koheve te fundit fytyra e saj duket
Ngadale duke u fundosur , duke u shpenzuar
Duke u shkaterruar sikur pastat
Dhe ata bertasin
Gjerat me te keqija vijne falas tek ne
Sepse jemi vetem nen doren e siperme
Dhe cmendemi per disa grame
Dhe ajo s'do qe te dale jashte sonte
Dhe ne nje gyp ajo fluturon ne atdhe
Ose i shet dashurine nje burri tjeter
Eshte shume ftohte jashte
Per engjujt te fluturojne
Engjujt te fluturojne
Mbuluar ne te bardhe
Sy mbyllur
Duke shpresuar per nje jete me te mire
Kete here , do te venitem sonte
Drejt vijes
Dhe thone
se ajo eshte ne klases e Ekipit A
Mberthyer ne endrren e saj
Ka kaluar kete rruge qe nga 18
Por koheve te fundit fytyra e saj duket
Ngadale duke u fundosur , duke u shpenzuar
Duke u shkaterruar sikur pastat
Dhe ata bertasin
Gjerat me te keqija vijne falas tek ne
Sepse jemi vetem nen doren e siperme
Dhe cmendemi per disa grame
Dhe ajo s'do qe te dale jashte sonte
Dhe ne nje gyp ajo fluturon ne atdhe
Ose i shet dashurine nje burri tjeter
Eshte shume ftohte jashte
Per engjujt te fluturojne
Engjujt te fluturojne
Te fluturojne , te fluturojne
Per engjujt te fluturojne , te fluturojne , te fluturojne
Per engjujt te vdesin
Merr fryme ne floke bore
Mushkeri te djegur , shije te tharte.
Drita shkoi, dita perfundoi.
Perpiqet te paguaje qirane
Nate te gjata , meshkuj te huaj
Dhe thone
se ajo eshte ne klases e Ekipit A
Mberthyer ne endrren e saj
Ka kaluar kete rruge qe nga 18
Por koheve te fundit fytyra e saj duket
Ngadale duke u fundosur , duke u shpenzuar
Duke u shkaterruar sikur pastat
Dhe ata bertasin
Gjerat me te keqija vijne falas tek ne
Sepse jemi vetem nen doren e siperme
Dhe cmendemi per disa grame
Dhe ajo s'do qe te dale jashte sonte
Dhe ne nje gyp ajo fluturon ne atdhe
Ose i shet dashurine nje burri tjeter
Eshte shume ftohte jashte
Per engjujt te fluturojne
Engjujt te fluturojne
Doreza te grisura , pallto shiu.
Provoi te notoj dhe te rrije mbi det.
Shtepi te thare , rroba te lagura.
Te imta te pakta , kartemonedha.
Sy lodhur , fyt thare.
Vajza e thirrjeve , pa telefon.
Dhe thone
se ajo eshte ne klases e Ekipit A
Mberthyer ne endrren e saj
Ka kaluar kete rruge qe nga 18
Por koheve te fundit fytyra e saj duket
Ngadale duke u fundosur , duke u shpenzuar
Duke u shkaterruar sikur pastat
Dhe ata bertasin
Gjerat me te keqija vijne falas tek ne
Sepse jemi vetem nen doren e siperme
Dhe cmendemi per disa grame
Dhe ajo s'do qe te dale jashte sonte
Dhe ne nje gyp ajo fluturon ne atdhe
Ose i shet dashurine nje burri tjeter
Eshte shume ftohte jashte
Per engjujt te fluturojne
Engjujt te fluturojne
Mbuluar ne te bardhe
Sy mbyllur
Duke shpresuar per nje jete me te mire
Kete here , do te venitem sonte
Drejt vijes
Dhe thone
se ajo eshte ne klases e Ekipit A
Mberthyer ne endrren e saj
Ka kaluar kete rruge qe nga 18
Por koheve te fundit fytyra e saj duket
Ngadale duke u fundosur , duke u shpenzuar
Duke u shkaterruar sikur pastat
Dhe ata bertasin
Gjerat me te keqija vijne falas tek ne
Sepse jemi vetem nen doren e siperme
Dhe cmendemi per disa grame
Dhe ajo s'do qe te dale jashte sonte
Dhe ne nje gyp ajo fluturon ne atdhe
Ose i shet dashurine nje burri tjeter
Eshte shume ftohte jashte
Per engjujt te fluturojne
Engjujt te fluturojne
Te fluturojne , te fluturojne
Per engjujt te fluturojne , te fluturojne , te fluturojne
Per engjujt te vdesin
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