Crumbs From Your Table - U2

From the brightest star
Comes the blackest hole
You had so much to offer
Why did you offer your soul
I was there for you baby
When you needed my help
Would you deny for others
What you demand for yourself

Cool down mama, cool off
Cool down mama, cool off

You speak of signs and wonders
I need something other
I would believe if I was able
But I'm waiting on the crumbs from your table

You were pretty as a picture
It was all there to see
Then your face caught up with your psychology
With a mouth full of teeth
You ate all your friends
And you broke every heart
Thinking every heart mends

You speak of signs and wonders
I need something other
I would believe if I was able
But I'm waiting on the crumbs from your table

Where you live should not decide
Whether you live or whether you die
Three to a bed
Sister Ann, she said
Dignity passes by

You speak of signs and wonders
I need something other
I would believe if I was able
I'm waiting on the crumbs from your table

Z najjasnejšej hviezdy
Pochádza najčernejššia diera
Mala si veľa čo ponúknuť
Prečo si ponúkla svoju dušu?
Bol som tam pre teba, baby
Keď si potrebovala moju pomoc
Odoprela by si sebe kvôli ostatným
Čo si žiadala pre seba?

Vyventiluj svoj hnev mama, ukľudni sa
Vyventiluj svoj hnev mama, ukľudni sa

Rozprávaš o znameniach a zázrakoch
Potreboval som niečo iné
Veril by som, keby som bol schopný
Ale čakám na omrvinky z tvojho stola

Bola si krásna ako obrázok
Všetko to bolo možné vidieť
Potom sa tvoja tvár nechala uniesť tvojou psychológiou
S ústami plnými zubov
Zjedla si všetkých svojich priateľov
A zlomila si každé srdce, mysliac si, že každé sa napraví

Rozprávaš o znameniach a zázrakoch
Potreboval som niečo iné
Veril by som, keby som bol schopný
Ale čakám na omrvinky z tvojho stola

Nemalo by rozhodovať to, kde bývaš
Či žiješ, alebo či si umrela
Traja do postele
Sestra Ann, povedala
Dôstojnosť ide okolo

A rozprávaš o znameniach a zázrakoch
Potreboval som niečo iné
Veril by som, keby som bol schopný
Ale čakám na omrvinky z tvojho stola