Travis — Sarah tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Sarah", wykonawca: Travis.
Tekst piosenki
Where are you goin' tonight
Where do you dance
When you turn of the light
In your eyes as they’re rollin' your hair
Spin you around as you lie on the bed
But I’m not keepin' time
Upon the creepin' vine, vine
He was the one made you fall
But he couldn’t help you at all
Not at all
So he packed up and jumped from the wall
Pushing his luck past the ghosts in the hall
Still I’m not keepin' time
Upon the creepin' vine, vine
Oh, Sarah
You’ve done it all to yourself
With your bottle of gin on the shelf
And your love letters sent to yourself
Oh, Sarah
You used to say you were lucky
Now your luck’s runnin' off down the stairs
To the arms of another
At the back of her mind
There’s a photograph
Of a child all alone in the dark
She can tell by the bell ringing back at her
She’s lost
Where are you goin' tonight
Dressed like a ragdoll
With holes in your tights
In your eyes as they’re rollin' your hair
Spin you around as you fall out the bed
But I’m not keepin' time
Upon the creepin' vine, vine
Oh, Sarah
You’ve done it all to yourself
With your bottle of gin on the shelf
And your love letters sent to yourself
Ohhh, Sarah
You used to say you were lucky
Now your luck’s runnin' off down the stairs
And you realize nobody cares
Take a bottle of gin from the shelf
And pour me another
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
"Where are you goin 'tonight"
Where do you dance
When you turn of the light
In your eyes as they 're rollin' your hair
Spin you around as you lie on the bed
But I 'm not keepin' time
Upon the creepin ' vine, vine
To on sprawił, że upadłaś.
Ale w ogóle nie mógł ci pomóc.
Wcale nie.
Więc spakował się i wyskoczył ze ściany.
Pushing his luck fast the ghosts in the hall
Still I 'm not keepin' time
Upon the creepin ' vine, vine
Oh, Sarah
Zrobiłeś to wszystko dla siebie.
Z butelką ginu na półce
And your love letters sent to yourself
Oh, Sarah
Mówiłeś, że masz szczęście.
Teraz twoje szczęście ucieka po schodach.
To the arms of another
W głębi jej umysłu
Jest zdjęcie.
Of a child all alone in the dark
Może to stwierdzić po dzwonku.
Zgubiła się.
"Where are you goin 'tonight"
Dressed like a ragdoll
Z dziurami w rajtuzach
In your eyes as they 're rollin' your hair
Spin you around as you fall out the bed
But I 'm not keepin' time
Upon the creepin ' vine, vine
Oh, Sarah
Zrobiłeś to wszystko dla siebie.
Z butelką ginu na półce
And your love letters sent to yourself
Ohhh, Sarah.
Mówiłeś, że masz szczęście.
Teraz twoje szczęście ucieka po schodach.
I zdajesz sobie sprawę, że nikogo to nie obchodzi
Weź butelkę ginu z półki.
I nalej mi jeszcze jednego.