Leon Russell — Alcatraz tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Alcatraz", wykonawca: Leon Russell.
Tekst piosenki
Now lay me down on market street
I’m lookin' for some spare change
A coast guard ship has been lookin' for me And I might have to change my name
Here comes Uncle Sam again with the same old bag of beans
The local chief’s on the radio
He’s got some hungry mouths to feed
Goin back to Alcatraz
Lay me back down here on the highway
One hundred and one ways to go Solitary is so confinin'
To the legend of Geronimo
Oh I know I could bring the rain
Used to dance for ABC
And all the braves down on death row
Are pretending to be free
Back home in Alcatraz
In the land of the great white father
My American blood runs cold
I left my home in Oklahoma
To the Everglades I go It’s just the wings on the silver cars
And I’m allowed to plow a field
It’s not the life for a nineteen seventy
(What's an) Indian boy to do Goin' back to Alcatraz
Lay me down on market street
I’m lookin for some spare change
A coast guard ship has been lookin' for me Might have to change my name
Here comes Uncle Sam again with the same old bag of beans
Local chief’s on the radio
He’s got some hungry mouths to feed
Goin' back to Alcatraz
Here comes Uncle Sam again with the same old bag of beans
Local chief’s on the radio
He’s got some hungry mouths to feed
Goin back to Alcatraz
Goin back to Alcatraz
Goin back to Alcatraz
Goin back to Alcatraz
Goin back to Alcatraz
Goin back to Alcatraz
Goin back to Alcatraz
Goin back to Alcatraz
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
# Now lay me down on market street #
Szukam drobnych.
Szuka mnie statek straży przybrzeżnej i może będę musiał zmienić nazwę.
Znowu idzie Wujek Sam z tą samą starą torbą fasoli.
Lokalny komendant jest w radiu.
Ma głodne gęby do wykarmienia.
Going back to Alcatraz
"Lay me back down here on the highway"
/ Align = "left" /
Do legendy Geronimo
Oh I know I could bring the rain
Used to dance for ABC
I wszyscy dzielni w celi śmierci
Udajesz, że jesteś wolny.
Powrót do domu w Alcatraz
In the land of the great white father
My American blood runs cold
Zostawiłem Dom w Oklahomie.
To the Everglades i go It ' s just the wings on the silver cars
I wolno mi orać pole
"It' s not the life for a 1970"
(What 's an) Indian boy to do Goin' back to Alcatraz
Lay me down on market street
Szukam drobnych.
/ Align = "left" /
Znowu idzie Wujek Sam z tą samą starą torbą fasoli.
Lokalny komendant w radiu
Ma głodne gęby do wykarmienia.
Goin ' back to Alcatraz
Znowu idzie Wujek Sam z tą samą starą torbą fasoli.
Lokalny komendant w radiu
Ma głodne gęby do wykarmienia.
Going back to Alcatraz
Going back to Alcatraz
Going back to Alcatraz
Going back to Alcatraz
Going back to Alcatraz
Going back to Alcatraz
Going back to Alcatraz
Going back to Alcatraz