White Horse _Taylor Swift

Artist: Swift Taylor
Song: White Horse
Album: Fearless


Say you're sorry
That face of an angel comes out
Just when you need it to
As I pace back and forth all this time
'Cause I honestly believed in you
Holding on,
The days drag on
Stupid girl
I should have known, I should have known

That I'm not a princess
This ain't a fairytale
I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet
Lead her up the stairwell
This ain't Hollywood,
This is a small town
I was a dreamer before you went and let me down
Now its too late for you and your White Horse,
To come around.

Baby I was naíve,
Got lost in your eyes
I never really had a chance,
My mistake, I didn't know,
To be in love you had to fight to get the uppper hand
I had so many dreams about you and me.
Happy endings
Now I know

I'm not a princess
This ain't a fairytale
I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet
Lead her up the stairwell
This ain't Hollywood,
This is a small town
I was a dreamer before you went and let me down
Now its too late for you and your White Horse,
To come around.

And there you are on your knees
Begging for forgiveness,
Begging for me
Just like I always wanted,
But I'm so sorry

Cause I'm not your princess
This ain't our fairytale
I'm gonna find someone, someday
Who might actually treat me well.
This is a big world,
That was a small town
There in my rear view mirror,
Disappearing now.
And it's too late for you and your White Horse
Now its too late for you and your White Horse
To catch me now.

Oh whoa whoa whoa-oh
Try and catch me now
Oh
It's too late
To catch me now.

\أنَّنِي لَستُ أمِيرَتَكَ
وَ هذهِ ليسَت أحلَامَنا
لَستُ الفَتَاة التِي تَجتَاحُ أمامَ قَدَميهَا ،
تَقُودُهَا لِلطَابِق العلوِي ،
هّذه لَيسَت هولِيوود ،
هّذهِ قَريَة صغِيرَة ،
كُنتُ حَالِمة ، قبلَ أن تتركنِي ،
الآنَ الوَقت جدُّ متأخِر لَكَ ،
وَ لحِصَانِكَ الأبيَض ،

لِتــأتِي !

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حَبيبِي ، كنتُ سَاذجَة !
تُهتُ في عينَاكَ ،
حقًّا لًَم أملِك فرصَة
خَطَأي ، لَم أعلَم ،
أنَّه كَي تكون في حَالَةِ حب ،
يَجب أن تُكَافِح ، و تَحصُلَ عَلى يَدٍّ عُليَا !

لَقد حصلتُ عَلى العدِيد مِن الأحلام ، حولكَ و حولِي
نِهَايَات سَعيدَة ،
و الآنَ أعلَم ،

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أنَّنِي لَستُ الأَمِيرَة ،
لَست أميرَتَك ،
وَ هذهِ ليسَت الجنيَّة ،
لَستُ الفَتَاة التِي تَجتَاحُ أمامَ قَدَميهَا ،
تَقُودُهَا لِلطَابِق العلوِي ،
هّذه لَيسَت هولِيوود ،
هّذهِ قَريَة صغِيرَة ،
كُنتُ حَالِمة ، قبلَ أن تتركنِي ،
الآنَ الوَقت جدُّ متأخِر لَكَ ،
وَ لحِصَانِكَ الأبيَض ،

لِتــأتِي !
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