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Créditos

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Pink Floyd
Pink Floyd
Künstler:in
David Gilmour
David Gilmour
Gitarre
Nick Mason
Nick Mason
Schlagzeug
Richard Wright
Richard Wright
Tasteninstrumente
Guy Pratt
Guy Pratt
Bassgitarre
Tim Renwick
Tim Renwick
Gitarre
Jon Carin
Jon Carin
Tasteninstrumente
Gary Wallis
Gary Wallis
Percussion/Schlagzeug
Scott Page
Scott Page
Saxofon
Rachel Fury
Rachel Fury
Begleitgesang
Margret Taylor
Margret Taylor
Begleitgesang
Durga McBroom
Durga McBroom
Begleitgesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Roger Waters
Roger Waters
Songwriter:in
David Gilmour
David Gilmour
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
David Gilmour
David Gilmour
Produzent:in
Dave Hewitt
Dave Hewitt
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Robert Hrycyna
Robert Hrycyna
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Damon Iddins
Damon Iddins
Mischtechniker:in
Andy Jackson
Andy Jackson
Mischtechniker:in

Letras

Hello
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me
Is there anyone at home?
Come on now
I hear you're feeling down
And I can ease your pain
Get you on your feet again
Relax
I'll need some information first
Just the basic facts
Can you show me where it hurts?
There is no pain, you are receding
A distant ship smoke on the horizon
You are only coming through in waves
Your lips move, but I can't hear what you're saying
When I was a child, I had a fever
My hands felt just like two balloons
Now I've got that feeling once again
I can't explain, you would not understand
This is not how I am
I have become comfortably numb
I have become comfortably numb
Okay
Just a little pinprick
There'll be no more, ah-ah-ah
But you may feel a little sick
Now, can you stand up?
I do believe it's working, good
That'll keep you going through the show
Come on, it's time to go
There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship smoke on the horizon
You are only coming through in waves
Your lips move, but I can't hear what you're saying
When I was a child, I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye
I turned to look but it was gone
I cannot put my finger on it now
The child is grown, the dream is gone
I have become comfortably numb
Written by: David Gilmour, Roger Waters
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