Louis Armstrong — Countin' the Blues tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Countin' the Blues", wykonawca: Louis Armstrong.
Tekst piosenki
Layin' in bed this mornin' with my face turned to the wall
Layin' in bed this mornin' with my face turned to the wall
Trying to count these blues so I could sing 'em all
Memphis
Ramport
Beale Street
set 'em, free
Memphis
Ramport
Beale Street
set 'em, free
Graveyard
'Bama Bound, Lord, Lord, come from
stingaree
Lord sittin' on the Southern
gonna ride all night long
Lord sittin' on the Southern gonna ride all night long
Downhearted
Gulf Coas
t — they was all good songs
Lord, 'rested at midnight, Jailhouse made me loose my mind
Lord, 'rested at midnight, Jailhouse made me loose my mind
Bad Luck
Boll-Weevil, made me think of old
Moonshine
Lord, goin' to sleep now for Mama just got bad news
Lord, goin' to sleep now for Mama just got bad news
To try to dream away my troubles, countin' these blues
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Leyin 'in bed this mornin' with my face turned to the wall
Leyin 'in bed this mornin' with my face turned to the wall
Trying to count these blues so I could sing ' em all
Memphis
Ramport
Beale Street
set ' em, free
Memphis
Ramport
Beale Street
set ' em, free
Cmentarz
"Bama Bound, Lord, Lord, come from
stingaree
Lord sittin ' On The Southern
gonna ride all night long
Lord sittin ' on The Southern gonna ride all night long
Downhearted
Gulf Coas
to były dobre piosenki.
Panie, ' wypoczęty o północy, w więzieniu straciłem rozum
Panie, ' wypoczęty o północy, w więzieniu straciłem rozum
Pech
Boll-Weevil, made me think of old
Moonshine
Panie, idę spać teraz dla Mamy mam złe wieści
Panie, idę spać teraz dla Mamy mam złe wieści
To try to dream away my troubles, countin ' these blues