Below, I translated the lyrics of the song 505 by Nessa Barrett from French to English.
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I'm going back to 505
I'm going back to 505
If it's a seven-hour flight or a forty-five-minute drive
If it's a seven-hour flight or a forty-five-minute drive
In my imagination, you're waiting lying on your side
In my imagination, you're waiting lying on your side
With your hands between your thighs
With your hands between your thighs
Stop and wait a sec
Stop and wait a sec
'Cause when you look at me like that, my darling, what did you expect?
'Cause when you look at me like that, my darling, what did you expect?
I'd probably still adore you with your hands around my neck
I'd probably still adore you with your hands around my neck
Or I did, last time I checked
Or I did, last time I checked
Not shy of a spark
Not shy of a spark
The knife twists at the thought that I should fall short of the mark
The knife twists at the thought that I should fall short of the mark
Frightened by the bite, though it's no harsher than the bark
Frightened by the bite, though it's no harsher than the bark
The middle of adventure, such a perfect place to start
The middle of adventure, such a perfect place to start
Well, I'm going back to 505
Well, I'm going back to 505
If it's a seven-hour flight or a forty-five-minute drive
If it's a seven-hour flight or a forty-five-minute drive
In my imagination, you're waiting lying on your side
In my imagination, you're waiting lying on your side
With your hands between your thighs
With your hands between your thighs
But I crumble completely when you cry
But I crumble completely when you cry
It seems like once again you've had to greet me with 'Goodbye'
It seems like once again you've had to greet me with 'Goodbye'
I'm always just about to go and spoil the surprise
I'm always just about to go and spoil the surprise
Take my hands off of your eyes too soon
Take my hands off your eyes too soon
I'm going back to 505
I'm going back to 505
If it's a seven-hour flight or a forty-five minute drive
If it's a seven-hour flight or a forty-five minute drive
In my imagination, you're waiting lying on your side
In my imagination, you're waiting lying on your side
With your hands between your thighs and a smile
With your hands between your thighs and a smile
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