If You Were There, Beware

If you were there, beware, the serpent soul pinchers
Three hundred and fifty: No, thank you's, and nobody flinches
Go on, girl, go on, give us something gruesome, we require your grief
The thugs help the thieves as they're trying to rob
The words from her gob and take the source of the innocents

If you were there, beware, the serpent soul pinchers
Can't you sense she was never meant to fill column inches?
And you've had enough, what you're trying to dig up, isn't there to be dug
The thieves help the thugs as they're trying beat
The good grace of a sweetheart out to the point she'll comply

Why? Leave her on her own
If I'd have known then, I wouldn't have said it
I wouldn't have said it if I would have known

Why? Leave her on her own
If I predicted tears then, I wouldn't have said it
I wouldn't have said it if I would have known

There's a circle of witches, ambitiously vicious they are
Our attempts to remind them of reason won't get us that far
I don't know what it is that they want
I don't know what it is that they want
But I haven't got it to give
She hasn't got it to give

Si Estuvieras Allí, Ten Cuidado

Si estuvieras allí, ten cuidado con la serpiente que pellizca almas
Trescientos cincuenta; no, gracias; y nadie se estremece
Vamos, chica, vamos, danos algo espantoso, necesitamos tu dolor
Los matones ayudan a los ladrones mientras intentan robar
Las palabras de su boca son escupidas y toman la fuente de los inocentes

Si estuvieras allí, ten cuidado con la serpiente que pellizca almas
¿No puedes ver que ella nunca estuvo destinada a llenar pulgadas de columnas?
Y ya has tenido suficiente, lo que estás tratando de desenterrar, no está allí para ser desenterrado
Los ladrones ayudan a los matones mientras intentan golpear
La buena gracia de una novia hasta el punto que se compadecerá

¿Por qué dejarla sola?
Si lo hubiera sabido, no lo habría dicho
No lo habría dicho si lo hubiera sabido

¿Por qué dejarla sola?
Si predijera lágrimas, entonces no lo habría dicho
No lo habría dicho si lo hubiera sabido

Hay un círculo de brujas, que son ambiciosamente viciosas
Nuestros intentos de recordarles la razón no nos van a llevar tan lejos
No sé qué es lo que quieren
No sé qué es lo que quieren
Pero no lo tengo para dar
Ella no lo tiene para dar

Composição: Alex Turner / Arctic Monkeys