"Weekends"
— air a sheinn le Freya Ridings
Tha “Weekends” na òran a chaidh a chluich air breatannach a chaidh fhoillseachadh air 14 am-faoilleach 2023 air an t-sianal oifigeil leubail a’ chlàir - “Freya Ridings”. Faigh a-mach fiosrachadh sònraichte mu “Weekends”. Lorg lyric òran Weekends, eadar-theangachaidhean, agus fìrinnean òrain. Tha teachd-a-steach agus luach lom air an cruinneachadh le taic-airgid agus tobraichean eile a rèir pìos fiosrachaidh a gheibhear air an eadar-lìn. Cia mheud uair a nochd an t-òran "Weekends" ann an clàran ciùil cruinnichte? Tha “Weekends” na bhidio ciùil ainmeil a ghabh greisean gnìomhachais ann an prìomh chlàran mòr-chòrdte, leithid na 100 òran as fheàrr RA, na 40 òran as fheàrr breatannach agus barrachd.
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Tha "Weekends" air 473.7K sealladh iomlan a ruighinn agus 5.1K toil air YouTube.
Tha an t-òran air a chuir a-steach air 14/01/2023 agus air 0 seachdainean a chuir seachad air na clàran.
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Chaidh "Weekends" fhoillseachadh air Youtube aig 13/01/2023 20:00:14.
"Weekends" Lyric, Sgrìobhadairean-ciùil, Label Clàraidh
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Director: Joe Connor
Producer: Andrew Rawson
Exec Producer: Fred Bonham Carter
Exec Producer: Alexa Haywood
DOP: Alex Jamin
Choreographer: Emma Farnell Watson
Editor: Vanessa Reynolds
Edit
;: Edit Egg
Grade: Tom Mangham
Post Production Co: Black Kite
Text animation - FThat
Lyrics:
I don’t really have friends don’t go out on weekends
I don’t have a lover left to hold
Friday nights I’m alone sat at the piano
Thinking bout the ex I shouldn’t call
You say, now I see, you busy
Out and living the wildest of dreams
With new friends, new cities
But now inside my heart wants to scream
Where's the love that I knew we ignited
Darkness in me and I learned how to hide it
Made you believe that I’m happier like this
No, no
I don’t really have friends don’t go out on weekends
I don’t have a lover left to hold
Friday night I’m alone sat at the piano
Thinking bout the ex I shouldn’t call
Sipping on storms in teacups
You’re thinking I’m drunk in some pub
with people that I hardly know
When I’m so very lonely
No one really knows me
You are still a heart I want to hold
You turn, say to me,
You’re happy, and you’re actually seeing somebody
And you’re both so proud of me
But inside my heart starts to scream
Where is the love that I know we ignited
Fire in me and I learned how to light it
Made you believe I was happier like this
No, no
I don’t really have friends don’t go out on weekends
I don’t have a lover left to hold
Friday night I’m alone sat at the piano
Thinking bout the ex I shouldn’t call
Sipping on storms in teacups
You’re thinking I’m drunk in some pub
with people that I hardly know
When I’m so very lonely
No one really knows me
You are still a heart I want to hold
We had a love that never died
You were my world and on my side
From bright as day to dark as night
You look at me and ask me why
I don’t really have friends don’t go out on weekends
I don’t have a lover left to hold
Friday nights I’m alone sat at the piano
Thinking bout the love we used to know
Sipping on storms in teacups
Thinking I’m drunk in some pub with people that I hardly know
When I’m so very lonely
No one really knows me
You are still a heart I want, heart I want to hold
#FreyaRidings #Weekends