The Script

Songbird

Fields Of Gold (Songbird 2023 Remaster)

Pos nunca fui buen poeta, la neta,
[Well, I was never much of a poet, to be honest,]
nomás rimaba pa’ matar el rato,
[I just rhymed to kill some time,]
pa’ sacar el trago, matar el rato,
[to let the drink flow, to pass the hours,]
pero desde que llegaste tú…
[but ever since you showed up…]
ya no escribo por ocio, escribo enamorado.
[I don’t write out of boredom anymore — I write in love.]



Antes soltaba puras loqueras,
[I used to write out nothing but madness,]
versos sin pies ni cabeza,
[verses with neither feet nor head,]
pero ahora el corazón grafitea
[but now my heart graffiti-paints]
tu belleza sin pereza.
[your beauty without hesitation.]



Mis notas están llenas de ti,
[My notes are full of you,]
mi libreta ya ni me obedece,
[my notebook doesn’t even obey me anymore,]
cada palabra se me tuerce
[each word bends itself]
pa’ rimar con lo que pareces.
[to rhyme with what you seem to be.]



Escribo en la puerta del baño,
[I write on the bathroom door,]
cuando el mundo me queda pequeño,
[when the world feels too small for me,]
en servilletas, en los tickets,
[on napkins, on receipts,]
y hasta en sueños que no recuerdo.
[and even in dreams I can’t remember.]



Hay letras tuyas en mi chamarra,
[There are words of you on my jacket,]
en la esquina del monitor,
[in the corner of my screen,]
en los reportes del trabajo,
[in my work reports,]
que firmé con puro amor.
[that I signed with nothing but love.]



Porque tú, mi musa improvisada,
[Because you, my improvised muse,]
me traes la mente desvelada,
[keep my mind awake all night,]
y entre canción y desvarío,
[and between songs and delirium,]
me haces poeta en el desvío.
[you turn me into a poet on the detour.]



Eres tinta, eres papel,
[You are ink, you are paper,]
verso sin principio ni final,
[a verse without beginning or end,]
la razón por la que el café
[the reason why my coffee]
sabe a rima y a tempestad.
[tastes like rhyme and storm.]



Tengo el teléfono lleno de notas,
[My phone is full of notes,]
versos que aún no te he cantado,
[verses I still haven’t sung to you,]
poemas rotos, letras locas,
[broken poems, crazy lines,]
y tu nombre en todos lados.
[and your name written everywhere.]



Si algún día los llegas a leer,
[If one day you ever read them,]
vas a reírte de mi enredo,
[you’ll laugh at my tangled mess,]
pero pos ni modo, mi bien,
[but oh well, my love,]
así me tienes: loco sin remedio.
[that’s how you’ve got me — hopelessly crazy.]



Porque tú, mi musa descarada,
[Because you, my shameless muse,]
me das cuerda en la madrugada,
[wind me up in the middle of the night,]
y aunque el mundo se me enrede,
[and even if the world gets tangled,]
mi pluma por ti no se detiene.
[my pen doesn’t stop for you.]



Eres la mancha de tinta en mis dedos,
[You’re the ink stain on my fingers,]
mi pecado y mi credo,
[my sin and my creed,]
la razón por la que escribo
[the reason why I write]
aunque ya ni me quede aliento.
[even when I’m out of breath.]



Y si un día ya no escribo más,
[And if one day I stop writing,]
será porque te encontré completa,
[it’ll be because I found you whole,]
porque ya no hay versos que dén talla
[because there’s no verse big enough]
pa’ decirte lo que representas.
[to express what you truly mean to me.]

El escritor

A high-energy southern rock brawler about paying for last night’s sins under an unforgiving sunrise. Loud, fast, reckless, and perfect for live shows.

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HELL AT SUNRISE

Back to Bedlam

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Broken Arrow

The End Where I Begin

Six Degrees of Separation

Hall of Fame

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Science & Faith

This = Love

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The Script’s gift for writing songs rich with heady emotions and ever bigger melodies has enamoured fans all over the world, leading to a catalogue of global hits such as ‘Hall of Fame’, ‘The Man Who Can’t Be Moved’, ‘Superheroes’ and ‘Breakeven’. But following the tragic loss of founder member Mark Sheehan in 2023, his bandmates Danny O’Donoghue and Glen Power vowed that the best way to pay tribute to him would be to continue the band they had built together and reconnect with The Script’s worldwide family.

Returning with their upcoming album ‘Satellites’, The Script have made a life-affirming record, bringing a fiery new energy to their anthemic, arena-filling sound. The Script prove that there can be new horizons and light after the darkness.

2024 will see The Script tour internationally as special guests to P!NK before they add to a career total of 4 million ticket sales by embarking upon a huge UK and European headline arena tour in November. Having already achieved so much - 10 billion streams, 12 million album sales, 6 UK #1 albums - an exciting new chapter in The Script’s journey is underway, and the possibilities are endless.

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