Triumph — Suitcase Blues tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
It’s four in the morning
There’s not a soul around
This dirty hotel room
Has really got me down
A modern day minstrel
They got my name in lights
I wish these days of glamour
Didn’t have these lonely nights
I’m on the road to fortune
And I got the suitcase blues real bad
I guess I’m makin' payments
For the dues that must be paid
I cash another song
Into this endless masquerade
Halfway through the circuit
And headed for the coast
Been gone so long
I can’t remember
What I miss the most, ah, but
Me and Johnny Walker
And the comfort that he brings
Waitin' on the telephone
That never, ever rings
On the lonely road to fortune
And I got the suitcase blues real bad
I got the blues
And I got them really bad
The suitcase blues
Are the worst I ever had
All by my lonesome
And I’m halfway 'round the bend
I don’t mind drinkin' solo
But I sure could use a friend
Me and Johnny Walker
And the comfort that he brings
Waitin' on the telephone
That never, ever rings
On the lonely road to fortune
And I got the suitcase blues real bad
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Jest czwarta rano.
Nikogo tu nie ma.
Ten brudny pokój hotelowy
Has really got me down
Współczesny minstrel
They got my name in lights
I wish these days of glamour
"Didn' t have these lonely nights"
I ' m on the road to fortune
# And I got the suitcase blues # # real bad #
I guess I 'm makin' payments
Dla należności, które muszą być zapłacone
I cash another song
Into this endless masquerade
/ Align = "left" /
/ Align = "left" /
"Been gone so long"
Nie pamiętam.
Czego mi najbardziej brakuje, ah, ale
Ja i Johnny Walker
And the comfort that he brings
Waitin ' on the telephone
That never, ever rings
On the lonely road to fortune
# And I got the suitcase blues # # real bad #
I got the blues
I mam je naprawdę źle
The suitcase blues
Są najgorsze, jakie kiedykolwiek miałem.
All by my lonesome
And I ' m Halfin 'round the bend
I don 't mind drinkin' solo
Ale przydałby mi się przyjaciel.
Ja i Johnny Walker
And the comfort that he brings
Waitin ' on the telephone
That never, ever rings
On the lonely road to fortune
# And I got the suitcase blues # # real bad #