Perfect
Perfect - Bla bla bla Engelse vertaling songtekst
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She’ll run away from home in summer as each year anyway She’ll be hitch-hiking successfully If she is lucky The guy will pay her hotel bill She’ll reach the seacoast in 5 or 6 days Her lover’s a bass-guitar player In a band that plays in a huge tent She is escaping the blah blah blah Blah blah blah, blah blah blah BLAAAH She’s tired of it He caught me by the sleeve and whispered something Lonely like James Dean and pale as the snow I remembered it, because each word was like a knock out That he was impatient trembling like a bullet in a revolver Because hen had finally found a target and will place it In my heart like some new Humprey Bogart Someone will say: blah blah blah Blah blah blah, blah blah blah BLAAAH But there’s no sense in it It will probably happen to every other of you That you’ll have children in eighteen years Find time for them And always try to understand them Slapping their face, a cowhide or stick won’t work To prevent your child from becoming a bandit or a madman Give your child the thing That you yourself are missing today Not just: Blah blah blah Blah blah blah, blah blah blah BLAAAH From the earliest age Empty talk, BLAAAH All day long Empty talk – but the heart is missing Translation by Ivonna Nowicka
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I tak ucieknie z domu latem jak co rok Na szosie z?apie jaki? autostop Jak dobrze trafi to Facet zafunduje jej hotel Na wybrze?e dotrze za dni pi?? czy sze?? Ukochany jej bass-gitarzyst? jest W zespole, który gra pod wielkim namiotem Ucieka od bla bla bla Bla bla bla, bla bla bla BLAAAA Do?? ju? tego ma Samotny jak James Dean i blady tak jak ?nieg Za r?kaw z?apa? mnie i szeptem co? mi rzek? Zapami?ta?em to, bo ka?de s?owo brzmia?o jak knock out, ?e niecierpliwy jest i jak kula w spluwie dr?y Bo znalaz? wreszcie cel i w?a?nie w sercu mym Umie?ci kiedy? go jaki? nowy Humprey Bogart Kto? powie: Bla bla bla Bla bla bla, bla bla bla BLAAAA A w tym sensu brak Przydarzy pewnie si?, no, co drugiemu z was B?dziecie dzieci mie? za osiemna?cie lat Znajdujcie dla nich czas I próbujcie je zawsze zrozumie? Na nic bicie w twarz, bykowiec albo kij, By nie wyrós? wam bandyta albo ?wir Daj swemu dziecku to, czego Dzi? tobie brakuje Nie tylko: Bla bla bla Bla bla bla, bla bla bla BLAAAA Od najm?odszych lat Bla bla bla BLAAA Tak po ca?ych dniach Bla bla bla BLAAA – tylko serca brak
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Copyrights:
Auteur: Bogdan Olewicz
Componist: Zbigniew Ho?dys
Publisher: Polskie Radio SA
Meer info:
- Land: Polen
- perfect.art.pl/
Deze songtekst wordt hier getoond met toestemming van de Federatie van Muziekauteurs en Uitgevers (Femu).