Brenn Hill — The Ballad of Buffalo Brogan tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "The Ballad of Buffalo Brogan", wykonawca: Brenn Hill.
Tekst piosenki
He was born in the Gyp Hills
The son of the Buffalo Wind
He had the red dirt in his skin
And a twister in his soul
The first-born of a white girl
She’d come over on the Mormon Trail
She was an angel born in Hell
So as the story’s told
And they left him young
In a California rush
He was livin' in the mesquite brush
When a rancher took him in
And he learned how to ride
With a lasso in his hand
He rode for the Leventhal brand
In the cold West Kansas wind
But the world it can be hard on a Cherokee’s son
Learnin' how the west was lost and won
And Buffalo Brogan
Hard as the Gyp Hill stone
You were born to ride alone
And your name will carry well
Just a castaway
'Til Mother Nature took you in
There’s a lesson that I spin in the story that I tell
Just a rancher’s daughter
Pretty as a full white moon
Born with a silver spoon
Tom Leventhal’s only girl
And she fell in love
With that half-blood Cherokee hand
Half devil and half man
They fit together like a hand in a glove
Soft silhouette
Against a gold sun goin' down
Of her legs through a cotton gown
It took him by surprise
He stood down off his mount
And he took her by the hand
And they fell to the Gyp Hill sand
'Neath the troubled Kansas skies
And love was a taste he’d never known
Sweet as any loop he’d ever thrown
And Buffalo Brogan
Hard as the Gyp Hill stone
Got tired of bein' alone
Livin' in a cold dark shell
Got cast in her arms
And though he knew it was a sin
There’s a lesson that I spin in the story that I tell
She told her Mama 'bout the baby growin' inside
She told Old Brogan he should run away and hide
But he said I love you and I’ll stay and make my stand
'Cause I have been true to your Daddy and his brand
But the world it is so hard on a Cherokee’s son
Learnin' how the west was lost and won
Now there’s a wanted sign
For a man named Buffalo
Most everywhere you go
From here to Oklahome
They say he pulled a knife
In a fight with Leventhal
He had his back up against a wall
Now he wanders all alone
And there’s a baby boy
With his Daddy’s cold dark eyes
Troubled as the Kansas skies
Tight against her breast
He’s the heir to the brand
And one day he’ll learn to ride
With his Mama by his side
The girl with no regrets
But the world it is so hard on a Cherokee’s son
Learnin' how the west was lost and won
And Buffalo Brogan
Hard as the Gyp Hill stone
You were born to ride alone
And your name will carry well
You’re just a castaway
I pray Mother Nature takes you in
There’s a lesson that I spin in the story that I tell
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Urodził się w Gyp Hills.
The son of the Buffalo Wind
Miał czerwony brud na skórze.
I twistera w duszy
Pierworodny z białej dziewczyny
Przybyła na szlak Mormonów.
Była aniołem urodzonym w piekle.
Tak jak to jest opowiedziane
I zostawili go młodego.
In a California rush
Żył w zaroślach mesquite ' a
Kiedy ranczer go przygarnął
I nauczył się jeździć
Z lasso w ręku
Jeździł dla marki Leventhal
W zimnym zachodnim wietrze Kansas
Ale świat może być trudny dla syna Czirokezów.
Learnin ' how the west was lost and won
I Buffalo Brogan
Hard as the Gyp Hill stone
You were born to ride alone
A Twoje imię będzie dobrze nosić
Just a castaway
'Til Mother Nature take you in
/ Jest lekcja, / którą obracam w historii, / którą opowiadam.
Córka ranczera
Pretty as a full white moon
Born with a silver spoon
Jedyna dziewczyna Toma Leventhala
And she fell in love
Z połową krwi Cherokee hand
Pół diabeł i pół człowiek
Pasują do siebie jak ręka w rękawicy
Miękka sylwetka
Against a gold sun goin ' down
Z jej nóg przez bawełnianą suknię
Zaskoczyło go to.
Stoczył się z góry.
I wziął ją za rękę.
I spadli na piasek Gyp Hill
"Neath the troubled Kansas skies
A miłość była smakiem, którego nigdy nie poznał.
Słodka jak każda pętla, którą kiedykolwiek rzucił
I Buffalo Brogan
Hard as the Gyp Hill stone
Mam dość bycia samotnym
Livin ' in a cold dark shell
"Got cast in her arms"
I choć wiedział, że to grzech
/ Jest lekcja, / którą obracam w historii, / którą opowiadam.
She told her Mama 'bout the baby growin' inside
Powiedziała staremu Broganowi, żeby uciekł i się ukrył.
But he said I love you and I ' ll stay and make my stand
'Cause I have been true to your Daddy and his brand
Ale świat jest taki ciężki dla syna Czirokezów.
Learnin ' how the west was lost and won
Teraz jest poszukiwany znak
For a man named Buffalo
"Most everywhere you go"
Stąd do Oklahome
Mówią, że wyciągnął nóż.
W walce z Leventhalem
Miał plecy pod ścianą.
Teraz błąka się sam.
And there ' s a baby boy
/ Align = "left" /
Troubled as the Kansas skies
/ Align = "left" /
Jest spadkobiercą marki.
I pewnego dnia nauczy się jeździć
With his Mama by his side
Dziewczyna bez żalu
Ale świat jest taki ciężki dla syna Czirokezów.
Learnin ' how the west was lost and won
I Buffalo Brogan
Hard as the Gyp Hill stone
You were born to ride alone
A Twoje imię będzie dobrze nosić
Jesteś tylko rozbitkiem.
Modlę się, by Matka Natura Cię przyjęła.
/ Jest lekcja, / którą obracam w historii, / którą opowiadam.