Delta Rae — Holding on to Good tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Holding on to Good", wykonawca: Delta Rae.
Tekst piosenki
Baby, I’m not waiting
I’m just holding on to good
It’s still early, it’s still more than I should
I’m off to Carolina
I’m gonna wear my mama’s boots
We may be parted, but that don’t cut us at the roots
'Cause in the morning, in the morning
Sometimes I think about the way you held me
In the morning, in the morning
Sometimes I think about the way you held me
It’s colder in November
The leaves are turning on the limbs
The color’s brightest just before the branches thin
And, yes, I still remember
But I am trying to begin
I met a new love and I’m growing into him
But in the morning, in the morning
Sometimes I think about the way you held me
In the morning, in the morning
Sometimes I think about the way you held me
I see a new flag rising on an old flagpole
A shotgun fired in the firing hole
I’ll let the snow keep falling till my world is white
I don’t need your hand tonight
But in the morning, in the morning
Sometimes I think about the way you held me
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Baby, I ' m not waiting
Po prostu trzymam się dobra.
Jest jeszcze wcześnie, to wciąż więcej niż powinienem.
Jadę do Karoliny.
I 'm gonna wear my mama' s boots
Możemy się rozstać, ale to nas nie ukorzenia.
'Cause in the morning, in the morning
Sometimes I think about the way you held me
"In the morning, in the morning"
Sometimes I think about the way you held me
W listopadzie jest chłodniej.
Liście obracają się na kończynach.
Kolor najjaśniejszy tuż przed rozrzedzeniem gałęzi
I tak, wciąż pamiętam
Ale próbuję zacząć.
Poznałam nową miłość i dorastam w nim.
But in the morning, in the morning
Sometimes I think about the way you held me
"In the morning, in the morning"
Sometimes I think about the way you held me
I see a new flag rising on an old flagpole
Strzelba wystrzelona w otwór strzelniczy
I ' ll let the snow keep falling till my world is white
I don ' t need your hand tonight
But in the morning, in the morning
Sometimes I think about the way you held me