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From "April Fools" A rock cabaret by Keren Peles
Taboo (אסור) - From "April Fools" A rock cabaret by Keren Peles
Keren Peles - קרן פלס
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לחן: Keren peles
תיאור
Taboo (אסור)
from “April fools” (״לילה 1 באפריל״) -
A rock cabaret by Keren Peles
Written and composed by Keren peles
adaptated by Akiva Romer Sela
From a translation by Shelly ben shachar
Singers: Eva Foote and Daniel Murphy
The English version of the Israeli rock cabaret by Keren peles,
first Premiered at the “Segal centre” Canada, Montreal, April 2022.
Just the two of us hidden from view,
It's taboo, It's taboo, It's taboo.
We will pay for the damage somehow.
It goes bad, though it may feel good now.
What feels good now is bound to go bad.
Why do I chase the painful and sad?
All these men hide their pain, and refuse to commit,
they get hung up on feelings that they can't admit.
Don't you dare make me cry 'cause my eyeliner's shit.
What’s the difference if this love is true?
I'm not asking to move in with you.
Just the two of us hidden from view.
It's taboo, It's taboo, It's taboo.
Did your teachers not show you the rules?
This is basic stuff they should have taught you in school.
When my hand starts to get way too close to the heat,
have to fight every instinct that wants to retreat..
Come on over tonight, there’s no speaking to do.
'cause our lips say it all when they touch.
it’s taboo!
Just the two of us hidden from view
It's taboo, it's taboo, it's taboo.
It's so wrong and we know it somehow…
It goes bad, though it may feel good now.
One more thing that I haven't shared yet..
When I saw you before we first met,
I imagined it going exactly like this.
to screw and forget, forget me and screwed..
Can I get one last hug and a smile?
Don't you worry 'bout me, I'm no child.
What’s the difference if this love is true?
I'm not asking to move in with you.
Just the two of us hidden from view.
It's taboo, it's taboo, it's taboo, it's taboo.
Just the two of us hidden from view
It's taboo, it's taboo, it's taboo.
It's so wrong and you know it somehow.
It goes bad, though it may feel good…