Auf welchen Alben wurde das Lied “Poetry by Dead Men” von Sara Bareilles veröffentlicht?

Sara Bareilles hat das Lied auf den Alben “Amidst the Chaos” im Jahr 2019 und “Amidst the Chaos: Live from the Hollywood Bowl” im Jahr 2021 veröffentlicht.

Wer hat das Lied “Poetry by Dead Men” von Sara Bareilles komponiert?

Das Lied “Poetry by Dead Men” von Sara Bareilles wurde von Justin Tranter, Sara Bareilles komponiert.

Poetry by Dead Men

Justin Tranter, Sara Bareilles

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Ooh
By the time you hear this, I'll be in the rearview mirror
I'll even wear that green dress you like, so when I disappear
You can turn around, one last look at the girl you lost
In the time you took to make up your mind
Between the two roads
Go and take some more time
But me and mine must go

I tried to wait it out, no more
Can't find the man I was waiting for

I wanted to be your girl in a white T-shirt
Over coffee, stirring in the cinnamon
While you read me poetry by dead men
I wanted to be your girl with your hands on my skin
Stirring in the cinnamon
While you read me poetry by dead men
(While you read me poetry by dead men)
While you read me poetry by dead men

By the time you hear this, who knows where I might be
Singin' 'bout another near-miss love that ended incomplete
I was ready, but you weren't
So jump with your net from this bridge you've burned
I wanted to tell you things, all the secrets I've been keepin'
I saw it in front of me, but then you just kept disappearin'

A good dream, almost
Now I tell your ghost

I wanted to be your girl in a white T-shirt
Over coffee, stirrin' in the cinnamon
While you read me poetry by dead men
I wanted to be your girl with your hands on my skin
Stirrin' in the cinnamon
While you read me poetry by dead men
(While you read me poetry by dead men)
While you read me poetry by dead men

Line after line, the words just left to remind
The two of us, oh, what we could have been
Poetry by dead men
Fire from embers, how can I make you remember?
With a turn of a phrase, would you turn to me if I say
I still want to be your girl?

I still wanna be your girl in a white T-shirt
Over coffee, stirrin' in the cinnamon
While you read me poetry by dead men
I wanted to be your girl with your hands on my skin
Stirrin' in the cinnamon
While you read me poetry by dead men
(While you read me poetry by dead men)
While you read me poetry by dead men

Ooh

By the time you hear this, I'll be in the rearview mirror

Bis du das hörst, werde ich im Rückspiegel sein

I'll even wear that green dress you like, so when I disappear

Ich werde sogar dieses grüne Kleid tragen, das du magst, also wenn ich verschwinde

You can turn around, one last look at the girl you lost

Kannst du dich umdrehen, ein letzter Blick auf das Mädchen, das du verloren hast

In the time you took to make up your mind

In der Zeit, die du gebraucht hast, um dich zu entscheiden

Between the two roads

Zwischen den zwei Wegen

Go and take some more time

Geh und nimm dir noch mehr Zeit

But me and mine must go

Aber ich und meine müssen gehen

I tried to wait it out, no more

Ich habe versucht zu warten, nicht mehr

Can't find the man I was waiting for

Kann den Mann nicht finden, auf den ich gewartet habe

I wanted to be your girl in a white T-shirt

Ich wollte dein Mädchen in einem weißen T-Shirt sein

Over coffee, stirring in the cinnamon

Über Kaffee, rührend in den Zimt

While you read me poetry by dead men

Während du mir Poesie von toten Männern vorliest

I wanted to be your girl with your hands on my skin

Ich wollte dein Mädchen sein mit deinen Händen auf meiner Haut

Stirring in the cinnamon

Rührend in den Zimt

While you read me poetry by dead men

Während du mir Poesie von toten Männern vorliest

(While you read me poetry by dead men)

(Während du mir Poesie von toten Männern vorliest)

While you read me poetry by dead men

Während du mir Poesie von toten Männern vorliest

By the time you hear this, who knows where I might be

Bis du das hörst, wer weiß, wo ich sein könnte

Singin' 'bout another near-miss love that ended incomplete

Singend über eine weitere beinahe verpasste Liebe, die unvollständig endete

I was ready, but you weren't

Ich war bereit, aber du warst es nicht

So jump with your net from this bridge you've burned

Also spring mit deinem Netz von dieser Brücke, die du verbrannt hast

I wanted to tell you things, all the secrets I've been keepin'

Ich wollte dir Dinge erzählen, all die Geheimnisse, die ich bewahrt habe

I saw it in front of me, but then you just kept disappearin'

Ich sah es vor mir, aber dann bist du einfach weiter verschwunden

A good dream, almost

Ein guter Traum, fast

Now I tell your ghost

Jetzt erzähle ich deinem Geist

I wanted to be your girl in a white T-shirt

Ich wollte dein Mädchen in einem weißen T-Shirt sein

Over coffee, stirrin' in the cinnamon

Über Kaffee, rührend in den Zimt

While you read me poetry by dead men

Während du mir Poesie von toten Männern vorliest

I wanted to be your girl with your hands on my skin

Ich wollte dein Mädchen sein mit deinen Händen auf meiner Haut

Stirrin' in the cinnamon

Rührend in den Zimt

While you read me poetry by dead men

Während du mir Poesie von toten Männern vorliest

(While you read me poetry by dead men)

(Während du mir Poesie von toten Männern vorliest)

While you read me poetry by dead men

Während du mir Poesie von toten Männern vorliest

Line after line, the words just left to remind

Zeile für Zeile, die Worte nur um zu erinnern

The two of us, oh, what we could have been

Die beiden von uns, oh, was wir hätten sein können

Poetry by dead men

Poesie von toten Männern

Fire from embers, how can I make you remember?

Feuer aus Glut, wie kann ich dich erinnern lassen?

With a turn of a phrase, would you turn to me if I say

Mit einer Wendung einer Phrase, würdest du dich zu mir wenden, wenn ich sage

I still want to be your girl?

Ich will immer noch dein Mädchen sein?

I still wanna be your girl in a white T-shirt

Ich will immer noch dein Mädchen in einem weißen T-Shirt sein

Over coffee, stirrin' in the cinnamon

Über Kaffee, rührend in den Zimt

While you read me poetry by dead men

Während du mir Poesie von toten Männern vorliest

I wanted to be your girl with your hands on my skin

Ich wollte dein Mädchen sein mit deinen Händen auf meiner Haut

Stirrin' in the cinnamon

Rührend in den Zimt

While you read me poetry by dead men

Während du mir Poesie von toten Männern vorliest

(While you read me poetry by dead men)

(Während du mir Poesie von toten Männern vorliest)

While you read me poetry by dead men

Während du mir Poesie von toten Männern vorliest

Ooh

By the time you hear this, I'll be in the rearview mirror

Até você ouvir isso, eu estarei no retrovisor

I'll even wear that green dress you like, so when I disappear

Até vou usar aquele vestido verde que você gosta, então quando eu desaparecer

You can turn around, one last look at the girl you lost

Você pode se virar, uma última olhada na garota que você perdeu

In the time you took to make up your mind

No tempo que você levou para se decidir

Between the two roads

Entre as duas estradas

Go and take some more time

Vá e tome mais algum tempo

But me and mine must go

Mas eu e os meus temos que ir

I tried to wait it out, no more

Eu tentei esperar, não mais

Can't find the man I was waiting for

Não consigo encontrar o homem que eu estava esperando

I wanted to be your girl in a white T-shirt

Eu queria ser sua garota em uma camiseta branca

Over coffee, stirring in the cinnamon

Tomando café, mexendo na canela

While you read me poetry by dead men

Enquanto você me lê poesia de homens mortos

I wanted to be your girl with your hands on my skin

Eu queria ser sua garota com suas mãos na minha pele

Stirring in the cinnamon

Mexendo na canela

While you read me poetry by dead men

Enquanto você me lê poesia de homens mortos

(While you read me poetry by dead men)

(Enquanto você me lê poesia de homens mortos)

While you read me poetry by dead men

Enquanto você me lê poesia de homens mortos

By the time you hear this, who knows where I might be

Até você ouvir isso, quem sabe onde eu possa estar

Singin' 'bout another near-miss love that ended incomplete

Cantando sobre outro amor quase perdido que terminou incompleto

I was ready, but you weren't

Eu estava pronta, mas você não estava

So jump with your net from this bridge you've burned

Então pule com sua rede desta ponte que você queimou

I wanted to tell you things, all the secrets I've been keepin'

Eu queria te contar coisas, todos os segredos que eu estava guardando

I saw it in front of me, but then you just kept disappearin'

Eu vi isso na minha frente, mas então você apenas continuou desaparecendo

A good dream, almost

Um bom sonho, quase

Now I tell your ghost

Agora eu conto ao seu fantasma

I wanted to be your girl in a white T-shirt

Eu queria ser sua garota em uma camiseta branca

Over coffee, stirrin' in the cinnamon

Tomando café, mexendo na canela

While you read me poetry by dead men

Enquanto você me lê poesia de homens mortos

I wanted to be your girl with your hands on my skin

Eu queria ser sua garota com suas mãos na minha pele

Stirrin' in the cinnamon

Mexendo na canela

While you read me poetry by dead men

Enquanto você me lê poesia de homens mortos

(While you read me poetry by dead men)

(Enquanto você me lê poesia de homens mortos)

While you read me poetry by dead men

Enquanto você me lê poesia de homens mortos

Line after line, the words just left to remind

Linha após linha, as palavras apenas restaram para lembrar

The two of us, oh, what we could have been

Nós dois, oh, o que poderíamos ter sido

Poetry by dead men

Poesia de homens mortos

Fire from embers, how can I make you remember?

Fogo de brasas, como posso fazer você se lembrar?

With a turn of a phrase, would you turn to me if I say

Com uma virada de frase, você se voltaria para mim se eu dissesse

I still want to be your girl?

Eu ainda quero ser sua garota?

I still wanna be your girl in a white T-shirt

Eu ainda quero ser sua garota em uma camiseta branca

Over coffee, stirrin' in the cinnamon

Tomando café, mexendo na canela

While you read me poetry by dead men

Enquanto você me lê poesia de homens mortos

I wanted to be your girl with your hands on my skin

Eu queria ser sua garota com suas mãos na minha pele

Stirrin' in the cinnamon

Mexendo na canela

While you read me poetry by dead men

Enquanto você me lê poesia de homens mortos

(While you read me poetry by dead men)

(Enquanto você me lê poesia de homens mortos)

While you read me poetry by dead men

Enquanto você me lê poesia de homens mortos

Ooh

By the time you hear this, I'll be in the rearview mirror

Para cuando escuches esto, estaré en el espejo retrovisor

I'll even wear that green dress you like, so when I disappear

Incluso llevaré ese vestido verde que te gusta, así que cuando desaparezca

You can turn around, one last look at the girl you lost

Puedes darte la vuelta, una última mirada a la chica que perdiste

In the time you took to make up your mind

En el tiempo que te tomó decidirte

Between the two roads

Entre los dos caminos

Go and take some more time

Ve y toma un poco más de tiempo

But me and mine must go

Pero yo y los míos debemos irnos

I tried to wait it out, no more

Intenté esperar, ya no más

Can't find the man I was waiting for

No puedo encontrar al hombre que estaba esperando

I wanted to be your girl in a white T-shirt

Quería ser tu chica en una camiseta blanca

Over coffee, stirring in the cinnamon

Sobre el café, revolviendo la canela

While you read me poetry by dead men

Mientras me leías poesía de hombres muertos

I wanted to be your girl with your hands on my skin

Quería ser tu chica con tus manos en mi piel

Stirring in the cinnamon

Revolviendo la canela

While you read me poetry by dead men

Mientras me leías poesía de hombres muertos

(While you read me poetry by dead men)

(Mientras me leías poesía de hombres muertos)

While you read me poetry by dead men

Mientras me leías poesía de hombres muertos

By the time you hear this, who knows where I might be

Para cuando escuches esto, quién sabe dónde podría estar

Singin' 'bout another near-miss love that ended incomplete

Cantando sobre otro amor casi perdido que terminó incompleto

I was ready, but you weren't

Yo estaba lista, pero tú no

So jump with your net from this bridge you've burned

Así que salta con tu red desde este puente que has quemado

I wanted to tell you things, all the secrets I've been keepin'

Quería contarte cosas, todos los secretos que he estado guardando

I saw it in front of me, but then you just kept disappearin'

Lo vi frente a mí, pero entonces simplemente seguiste desapareciendo

A good dream, almost

Un buen sueño, casi

Now I tell your ghost

Ahora le hablo a tu fantasma

I wanted to be your girl in a white T-shirt

Quería ser tu chica en una camiseta blanca

Over coffee, stirrin' in the cinnamon

Sobre el café, revolviendo la canela

While you read me poetry by dead men

Mientras me leías poesía de hombres muertos

I wanted to be your girl with your hands on my skin

Quería ser tu chica con tus manos en mi piel

Stirrin' in the cinnamon

Revolviendo la canela

While you read me poetry by dead men

Mientras me leías poesía de hombres muertos

(While you read me poetry by dead men)

(Mientras me leías poesía de hombres muertos)

While you read me poetry by dead men

Mientras me leías poesía de hombres muertos

Line after line, the words just left to remind

Línea tras línea, las palabras solo quedan para recordar

The two of us, oh, what we could have been

Los dos de nosotros, oh, lo que podríamos haber sido

Poetry by dead men

Poesía de hombres muertos

Fire from embers, how can I make you remember?

Fuego de brasas, ¿cómo puedo hacerte recordar?

With a turn of a phrase, would you turn to me if I say

Con un giro de frase, ¿te volverías hacia mí si digo

I still want to be your girl?

Todavía quiero ser tu chica?

I still wanna be your girl in a white T-shirt

Todavía quiero ser tu chica en una camiseta blanca

Over coffee, stirrin' in the cinnamon

Sobre el café, revolviendo la canela

While you read me poetry by dead men

Mientras me leías poesía de hombres muertos

I wanted to be your girl with your hands on my skin

Quería ser tu chica con tus manos en mi piel

Stirrin' in the cinnamon

Revolviendo la canela

While you read me poetry by dead men

Mientras me leías poesía de hombres muertos

(While you read me poetry by dead men)

(Mientras me leías poesía de hombres muertos)

While you read me poetry by dead men

Mientras me leías poesía de hombres muertos

Ooh

By the time you hear this, I'll be in the rearview mirror

Au moment où tu entendras ceci, je serai dans le rétroviseur

I'll even wear that green dress you like, so when I disappear

Je porterai même cette robe verte que tu aimes, donc quand je disparais

You can turn around, one last look at the girl you lost

Tu peux te retourner, un dernier regard sur la fille que tu as perdue

In the time you took to make up your mind

Dans le temps que tu as pris pour te décider

Between the two roads

Entre les deux routes

Go and take some more time

Va et prends encore un peu de temps

But me and mine must go

Mais moi et les miens devons partir

I tried to wait it out, no more

J'ai essayé d'attendre, plus maintenant

Can't find the man I was waiting for

Je ne trouve pas l'homme que j'attendais

I wanted to be your girl in a white T-shirt

Je voulais être ta fille en T-shirt blanc

Over coffee, stirring in the cinnamon

Autour d'un café, en remuant la cannelle

While you read me poetry by dead men

Pendant que tu me lisais de la poésie d'hommes morts

I wanted to be your girl with your hands on my skin

Je voulais être ta fille avec tes mains sur ma peau

Stirring in the cinnamon

En remuant la cannelle

While you read me poetry by dead men

Pendant que tu me lisais de la poésie d'hommes morts

(While you read me poetry by dead men)

(Pendant que tu me lisais de la poésie d'hommes morts)

While you read me poetry by dead men

Pendant que tu me lisais de la poésie d'hommes morts

By the time you hear this, who knows where I might be

Au moment où tu entendras ceci, qui sait où je pourrais être

Singin' 'bout another near-miss love that ended incomplete

Chantant à propos d'un autre amour presque raté qui s'est terminé incomplet

I was ready, but you weren't

J'étais prête, mais tu ne l'étais pas

So jump with your net from this bridge you've burned

Alors saute avec ton filet de ce pont que tu as brûlé

I wanted to tell you things, all the secrets I've been keepin'

Je voulais te dire des choses, tous les secrets que j'ai gardés

I saw it in front of me, but then you just kept disappearin'

Je l'ai vu devant moi, mais ensuite tu as juste continué à disparaître

A good dream, almost

Un bon rêve, presque

Now I tell your ghost

Maintenant je parle à ton fantôme

I wanted to be your girl in a white T-shirt

Je voulais être ta fille en T-shirt blanc

Over coffee, stirrin' in the cinnamon

Autour d'un café, en remuant la cannelle

While you read me poetry by dead men

Pendant que tu me lisais de la poésie d'hommes morts

I wanted to be your girl with your hands on my skin

Je voulais être ta fille avec tes mains sur ma peau

Stirrin' in the cinnamon

En remuant la cannelle

While you read me poetry by dead men

Pendant que tu me lisais de la poésie d'hommes morts

(While you read me poetry by dead men)

(Pendant que tu me lisais de la poésie d'hommes morts)

While you read me poetry by dead men

Pendant que tu me lisais de la poésie d'hommes morts

Line after line, the words just left to remind

Ligne après ligne, les mots restent juste pour rappeler

The two of us, oh, what we could have been

Nous deux, oh, ce que nous aurions pu être

Poetry by dead men

Poésie d'hommes morts

Fire from embers, how can I make you remember?

Feu des braises, comment puis-je te faire te souvenir ?

With a turn of a phrase, would you turn to me if I say

Avec un tour de phrase, te tournerais-tu vers moi si je dis

I still want to be your girl?

Je veux toujours être ta fille ?

I still wanna be your girl in a white T-shirt

Je veux toujours être ta fille en T-shirt blanc

Over coffee, stirrin' in the cinnamon

Autour d'un café, en remuant la cannelle

While you read me poetry by dead men

Pendant que tu me lisais de la poésie d'hommes morts

I wanted to be your girl with your hands on my skin

Je voulais être ta fille avec tes mains sur ma peau

Stirrin' in the cinnamon

En remuant la cannelle

While you read me poetry by dead men

Pendant que tu me lisais de la poésie d'hommes morts

(While you read me poetry by dead men)

(Pendant que tu me lisais de la poésie d'hommes morts)

While you read me poetry by dead men

Pendant que tu me lisais de la poésie d'hommes morts

Ooh

By the time you hear this, I'll be in the rearview mirror

Quando sentirai questo, sarò nello specchietto retrovisore

I'll even wear that green dress you like, so when I disappear

Indosserò anche quel vestito verde che ti piace, così quando sparirò

You can turn around, one last look at the girl you lost

Puoi girarti, un'ultima occhiata alla ragazza che hai perso

In the time you took to make up your mind

Nel tempo che hai impiegato per decidere

Between the two roads

Tra le due strade

Go and take some more time

Vai e prenditi ancora un po' di tempo

But me and mine must go

Ma io e i miei dobbiamo andare

I tried to wait it out, no more

Ho cercato di aspettare, non più

Can't find the man I was waiting for

Non riesco a trovare l'uomo che stavo aspettando

I wanted to be your girl in a white T-shirt

Volevo essere la tua ragazza in una maglietta bianca

Over coffee, stirring in the cinnamon

Sul caffè, mescolando la cannella

While you read me poetry by dead men

Mentre mi leggevi poesie di uomini morti

I wanted to be your girl with your hands on my skin

Volevo essere la tua ragazza con le tue mani sulla mia pelle

Stirring in the cinnamon

Mescolando la cannella

While you read me poetry by dead men

Mentre mi leggevi poesie di uomini morti

(While you read me poetry by dead men)

(Mentre mi leggevi poesie di uomini morti)

While you read me poetry by dead men

Mentre mi leggevi poesie di uomini morti

By the time you hear this, who knows where I might be

Quando sentirai questo, chissà dove potrei essere

Singin' 'bout another near-miss love that ended incomplete

Cantando di un altro amore sfiorato che è finito incompleto

I was ready, but you weren't

Ero pronta, ma tu non lo eri

So jump with your net from this bridge you've burned

Quindi salta con la tua rete da questo ponte che hai bruciato

I wanted to tell you things, all the secrets I've been keepin'

Volevo dirti delle cose, tutti i segreti che ho tenuto

I saw it in front of me, but then you just kept disappearin'

Lo vedevo davanti a me, ma poi continuavi a sparire

A good dream, almost

Un bel sogno, quasi

Now I tell your ghost

Ora parlo al tuo fantasma

I wanted to be your girl in a white T-shirt

Volevo essere la tua ragazza in una maglietta bianca

Over coffee, stirrin' in the cinnamon

Sul caffè, mescolando la cannella

While you read me poetry by dead men

Mentre mi leggevi poesie di uomini morti

I wanted to be your girl with your hands on my skin

Volevo essere la tua ragazza con le tue mani sulla mia pelle

Stirrin' in the cinnamon

Mescolando la cannella

While you read me poetry by dead men

Mentre mi leggevi poesie di uomini morti

(While you read me poetry by dead men)

(Mentre mi leggevi poesie di uomini morti)

While you read me poetry by dead men

Mentre mi leggevi poesie di uomini morti

Line after line, the words just left to remind

Linea dopo linea, le parole rimaste solo per ricordare

The two of us, oh, what we could have been

Noi due, oh, quello che avremmo potuto essere

Poetry by dead men

Poesie di uomini morti

Fire from embers, how can I make you remember?

Fuoco dalle braci, come posso farti ricordare?

With a turn of a phrase, would you turn to me if I say

Con un giro di frase, ti rivolgeresti a me se dico

I still want to be your girl?

Voglio ancora essere la tua ragazza?

I still wanna be your girl in a white T-shirt

Voglio ancora essere la tua ragazza in una maglietta bianca

Over coffee, stirrin' in the cinnamon

Sul caffè, mescolando la cannella

While you read me poetry by dead men

Mentre mi leggevi poesie di uomini morti

I wanted to be your girl with your hands on my skin

Volevo essere la tua ragazza con le tue mani sulla mia pelle

Stirrin' in the cinnamon

Mescolando la cannella

While you read me poetry by dead men

Mentre mi leggevi poesie di uomini morti

(While you read me poetry by dead men)

(Mentre mi leggevi poesie di uomini morti)

While you read me poetry by dead men

Mentre mi leggevi poesie di uomini morti

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