Carl Smith — Ten Thousand Drums tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Ten Thousand Drums", wykonawca: Carl Smith.
Tekst piosenki
Waiting, waiting
For the Redcoats to come
But all I hear
In my frozen ear is Ten thousand drums
Ten thousand drums
Johnny, Johnny
Don’t be afraid
We can whip those Redcoats
Setting in the shade
Setting in the shade
We’ve got the best of all the rest
In General Washington
And when we meet those Redcoats
Watch those Redcoats run
Blowing down their drums
Blowing down their drums
Listen, listen
Johnny, better get your gun
Cause we ain’t wooden soldiers
Behind ten thousand drums
Behind ten thousand drums
Running, running
Johnny, watch them run
We finally whipped those Redcoats
Finally stopped those drums
We stopped ten thousand drums
We’re the best of all the rest
Us Yankee son of a gun
We can tell our Mammy
How we made them run
Blowing down their drums
Blowing down their drums
We’re the best of all the rest
Us Yankee son of a gun
We can tell our Mammy
How we made them run
Blowing down their drums
Blowing down their drums
Ten thousand drums
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Waiting, waiting
For the Redcoats to come
But all I hear
W moim zamarzniętym uchu jest dziesięć tysięcy bębnów
Dziesięć tysięcy bębnów
Johnny, Johnny
Nie bój się.
Możemy wychłostać te czerwone kurtki.
Setting in the shade
Setting in the shade
We ' ve got the best of all the rest
General Washington
And when we meet those Redcoats
Patrz, jak uciekają czerwone kurtki.
Blowing down their drums
Blowing down their drums
Słuchaj, Słuchaj
Johnny, lepiej weź broń.
Bo nie jesteśmy drewnianymi żołnierzami
Behind ten thousand drums
Behind ten thousand drums
Running, running
Johnny, patrz jak uciekają.
W końcu zbiliśmy te czerwone kurtki.
W końcu przestałem grać w bębny.
Zatrzymaliśmy dziesięć tysięcy bębnów.
We ' re the best of all the rest
Us Yankee son of a gun
Możemy powiedzieć mamie
How we made them run
Blowing down their drums
Blowing down their drums
We ' re the best of all the rest
Us Yankee son of a gun
Możemy powiedzieć mamie
How we made them run
Blowing down their drums
Blowing down their drums
Dziesięć tysięcy bębnów