Walter Brennan — It Takes A Heap Of Living (To Make A House A Home) tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
I remember many years ago when I was just lad
Livin' in the country with my moma and my dad
It seems I can see 'em in that faded yellow light
Moma sowin' on some buttons and daddy puffin' on his pipe.
I can here my mother hummin' in a voice so sweet and low
Keepin' time with that old rocker as she’s rockin' to and fro
With us youngin’s gathered around her, drowsey little sleepy heads
Cryin' tell us another story before you put us in to bed.
And moma would stop a-rockin' and stories she would tell
Stories from the family bible were the ones she knowed so well.
Of a baby in a manger near a town called Bethlehem
About David and Goliath and the shepard with his lands.
Well, it takes a heap of living, lots of take and lots givin'
Lord, It takes a heap of livin' just to make a house a home
Lots of work and lots of play and an awful lot of prayin'
Lord, it takes a heap of livin' just to make a house a home.
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Well, it takes a heap of living, lots of take and lots givin'
Lord, It takes a heap of livin' just to make a house a home
Lots of work and lots of play and an awful lot of prayin'
Lord, it takes a heap of livin' just to make a house a home.
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Now I sit and turn the pages of this old family book
My mind goes back to childhood and the tears fall where I look
All the family names are listed here most of 'em have passed away
And Lord, I pray the family circle will be together some day.
Well, it takes a heap of living, lots of take and lots givin'
Lord, It takes a heap of livin' just to make a house a home
Lots of work and lots of play and an awful lot of prayin'
Lord, it takes a heap of livin' just to make a house a home.
(Takes a heap of livin' just to make a house a home…)
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Pamiętam wiele lat temu, kiedy byłem jeszcze chłopcem.
"Livin' in the country with my moma and my dad"
Wydaje się, że widzę je w tym zgaszonym żółtym świetle.
Mama sika na guzikach, a tatuś dmucha na fajkę.
I can here my mother hummin' in a voice so sweet and low
Keepin 'time with that old rocker as she 's rockin' to and fro
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Opowiedz nam jeszcze jedną historię, zanim położysz nas do łóżka.
I moma przestaje się bujać i opowiada historie
Tak dobrze znała historie z rodzinnej Biblii.
Dziecko w żłobie niedaleko miasta zwanego Betlejem
O Dawidzie, Goliacie i Shepardzie ze swoimi ziemiami.
Well, it takes a sterp of living, lots of take and lots givin'
Lord, It takes a sterp of livin ' just to make a house a home
Dużo pracy, dużo zabawy i strasznie dużo modlitwy.
Panie, potrzeba kupy życia, żeby dom stał się domem.
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Well, it takes a sterp of living, lots of take and lots givin'
Lord, It takes a sterp of livin ' just to make a house a home
Dużo pracy, dużo zabawy i strasznie dużo modlitwy.
Panie, potrzeba kupy życia, żeby dom stał się domem.
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Teraz siedzę i przewracam strony tej starej książki rodzinnej.
Mój umysł wraca do dzieciństwa i łzy spadają tam, gdzie patrzę
Wszystkie nazwiska rodzin są tu wymienione. większość z nich zmarła.
I panie, modlę się, by krąg rodzinny był kiedyś razem.
Well, it takes a sterp of living, lots of take and lots givin'
Lord, It takes a sterp of livin ' just to make a house a home
Dużo pracy, dużo zabawy i strasznie dużo modlitwy.
Panie, potrzeba kupy życia, żeby dom stał się domem.
(Takes a sterp of livin ' just to make a house a home…)