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News - Berikut inilah lirik lagu dan terjemahan The Tortured Poets Department milik Taylor Swift. 

Lagu bertajuk The Tortured Poets Department telah dirilisoleh Taylor Swift pada 19 April 2024. 

Lagu tersebut termuat dalam album Taylor terbarunya yang ke-11 yang berjudul sama, yakni The Tortured Poets Department,

Terjemahan Lirik Lagu The Tortured Poets Department - Taylor Swift

You left your typewriter at my apartment
Straight from the tortured poets department
I think some things I never say
"Like who uses typewriters anyway?"
But you're in self-sabotage mode
Throwing spikes down on the road
But I've seen this episode and still love the show
Who else decodes you? 

And who's gonna hold you?
Like me
And who's gonna know you?
If not me
I laughed in your face and said, "You're not Dylan Thomas, I'm not Patti Smith
This ain't the Chelsea Hotel, we're modern idiots"
And who's gonna hold you?
Like me
No, nobody
No-fucking-body
Nobody

You smoked then ate seven bars of chocolate
We declared Charlie Puth should be a bigger artist
I scratch your head, you fall asleep
Like a tattooed golden retriever
But you awaken with dread
Pounding nails in your head
But I've read this one where you come undone
I chose this cyclone with you

And who's gonna hold you?
Like me (Who's gonna hold you?)
And who's gonna know you? (Who's gonna hold you?)
Like me
I laughed in your face and said, "You're not Dylan Thomas, I'm not Patti Smith
This ain't the Chelsea Hotel, we're modern idiots"
And who's gonna hold you?
Like me (Who's gonna hold you?)
No, nobody (Who's gonna hold you?)
No-fucking-body (Who's gonna hold you?)
Nobody (Who's gonna hold you?)

Sometimes I wonder if you're gonna screw this up with me
But you told Lucy you'd kill yourself if I ever leave
And I had said that to Jack about you so I felt seen
Everyone we know understands why it's meant to be
Because we're crazy
So tell me who else is gonna love you? Like me
At dinner you take my ring off my middle finger and put it on the one people put wedding rings on
And that's the closest I've come to my heart exploding

Who's gonna hold you? Me
Who's gonna know you? Me
And you're not Dylan Thomas, I'm not Patti Smith
This ain't the Chelsea Hotel, we're two idiots
Who's gonna hold you?
Who's gonna hold you?
Who's gonna hold you?
Who's gonna hold you?
Who's gonna hold you?
Who's gonna hold you?
Who's gonna hold you?
Who's gonna hold you?
Gonna know you?

You left your typewriter at my apartment
Straight from the tortured poets department
Who else decodes you?

Terjemahannya:

 Anda meninggalkan mesin tik Anda di apartemen saya
Langsung dari departemen penyair yang tersiksa
Saya memikirkan beberapa hal yang tidak pernah saya katakan
"Seperti siapa sih yang menggunakan mesin tik?"
Tapi Anda berada dalam mode sabotase diri
Melempar paku ke jalan
Tapi saya telah melihat episode ini dan masih menyukai pertunjukannya
Siapa lagi yang menerjemahkan kode Anda? 

Dan siapa yang akan memelukmu?
Seperti saya
Dan siapa yang akan mengenalmu?
Jika bukan aku
Saya tertawa di hadapan Anda dan berkata, "Anda bukan Dylan Thomas, saya bukan Patti Smith
Ini bukan Hotel Chelsea, kami idiot modern"
Dan siapa yang akan memelukmu?
Seperti saya
Tidak, tidak ada siapa-siapa
Tanpa tubuh sialan
Bukan siapa-siapa