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Facail Agus Eadar-Theangachaidhean - Weekends

— air a sheinn le Freya Ridings

"Weekends" liriceach agus eadar-theangachaidhean. Faigh a-mach cò sgrìobh an t-òran seo. Lorg cò an riochdaire agus stiùiriche a’ bhidio ciùil seo. Sgrìobhaiche-ciùil "Weekends", faclan, rèiteachadh, àrd-ùrlaran sruthadh is mar sin air adhart. Tha “Weekends” na òran air a chluich air sasannach. Tha "Weekends" air a sheinn le Freya Ridings
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"Weekends" Lyrics

Tha faclan aig “Weekends” ann an sasannach cànan.
Tha brìgh “Weekends” a’ tighinn à sasannach cànan agus chan eil e air a thionndadh gu eadar-theangachadh Beurla aig an àm seo.

Freya Ridings’ ‘Weekends’. Listen now:
Taken from the forthcoming album ‘Blood Orange’. Pre-Order now:

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Connect with Freya:
@freyaridings




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 Co. : 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

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