Eva Cassidy — Woodstock tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Woodstock", wykonawca: Eva Cassidy.
Tekst piosenki
I came upon a child of God
He was walking along the road
And I asked him «Tell me where are you going?ў‚¬ќ
This he told me Said «I'm going down to Yasgur’s farm
Gonna join in a rock and roll band
Got to get back to the land
And get my soul freeў‚¬ќ
We are stardust, we're golden
We are two billion year old carbon
And we’ve got to get ourselves back to the garden
Can I walk along beside you
I have come here to lose the smog
And I feel like I'm a part
Of something turning round and round
And maybe it's the time of year
Maybe it’s the time of man
And I don’t know who I am But life is for learning …
We are stardust, we're golden
We are two billion year old carbon
And we’ve got to get ourselves back to the garden
By the time we got to Woodstock
We were half a million strong
And everywhere was the song
And the celebration
And I dreamed I saw the bomber jet planes
Turning into butterflies
Above our nation …
We are stardust, we're golden
We are two billion year old carbon
And we’ve got to get ourselves back to the garden
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
I came upon a child of God
Szedł wzdłuż drogi.
Zapytałem go: "powiedz mi, dokąd idziesz?ў‚¬ќ
Powiedział mi: "jadę na farmę Yasgura".
Gonna join in a rock and roll band
Got to get back to the land
And get my soul freey'ќ
We are stardust, we ' re golden
Mamy dwa miliardy lat węgla
I musimy wrócić do ogrodu.
Can I walk along beside you
Przybyłem tu, by pozbyć się smogu.
And I feel like I ' m a part
Of something turning round and round
I może to pora roku
Maybe it ' s the time of man
I nie wiem kim jestem ale życie jest dla nauki …
We are stardust, we ' re golden
Mamy dwa miliardy lat węgla
I musimy wrócić do ogrodu.
Zanim dotarliśmy do Woodstock
Byliśmy silni na pół miliona.
And everywhere was the song
I obchody
Śniło mi się, że widziałem samoloty bombowe.
Turning into butterflies
Above our nation …
We are stardust, we ' re golden
Mamy dwa miliardy lat węgla
I musimy wrócić do ogrodu.