Grateful Dead — Weather Report Suite: Prelude / Pt. 1 / Pt. 2 [Let It Grow] tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Weather Report Suite: Prelude / Pt. 1 / Pt. 2 [Let It Grow]", wykonawca: Grateful Dead.
Tekst piosenki
Winter rain, now tell me why
Summers fade, and roses die
The answer came
The wind and rain
Golden hills, now veiled in gray
Summer leaves have blown away
Now what remains? The wind and rain
And like a desert spring
My lover comes and spreads her wings (flowing)
Like a song that’s born to soar the sky (flowing)
Flowing 'till the waters all are dry (flowing)
The loving in her eyes
Circle songs and sands of time
And seasons will end in tumbled rhyme
And little change
The wind and rain
And like a desert spring
My lover comes and spreads her wings (flowing)
Like a song that’s born to soar the sky (flowing)
Flowing 'till the rivers all are dry (flowing)
The loving in her eyes
(Winter gray and falling rain)
(We'll see summer come again)
(Darkness falls and seasons change)
Gonna happen every time
(Same old friends the wind and rain
We’ll see summer by and by
Summers fade and roses die
(You'll see summer come again)
Like a song that’s born to soar the sky
Morning comes, she follows the path to the river shore
Lightly sung, her song is the latch on the morning’s door
See the sun sparkle in the reeds, silver beads, pass into the sea
She comes from a town where they call her the woodcutter’s daughter
She’s brown as the bank where she kneels down to gather her water
And she bears it away with a love that the river has taught her
Let it flow, greatly grow, wide and clear!
Round and round, the cut of the plow in the furrowed field
Seasons round, the bushels of corn and the barley meal
Broken ground, open and beckoning to the spring
Black dirt live again!
The plowman is broad as the back of the land he is sowing
As he dances the circular track of the plow ever knowing
That the work of his day measures more than the planting and growing
Let it grow, let it grow, greatly yield!
What shall we say, shall we call it by a name?
As well to count the angels dancing on a pin
Water bright as the sky from which it came
And the name is on the earth that takes it in
We will not speak but stand inside the rain
And listen to the thunder shout «I am! I am! I am! I am!»
So it goes, we make what we make since the world began
Nothing more, the love of the women, the work of men
Seasons round, creatures great and small
Up and down as we rise and fall
What shall we say, shall we call it by a name?
As well to count the angels dancing on a pin
Water bright as the sky from which it came
And the name is on the earth that takes it in
We will not speak but stand inside the rain
And listen to the thunder shout «I am! I am! I am! I am!»
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Winter rain, now tell me why
Summers fade, and roses die
Odpowiedź przyszła
The wind and rain
Golden hills, now veiled in gray
Summer leaves have blown away
Co teraz zostaje? The wind and rain
And like a desert spring
Mój kochanek przychodzi i rozpościera skrzydła)
Like a song that ' s born to soar the sky (flowing)
Flowin ' till the waters all are dry (flowing)
Miłość w jej oczach
Circle songs and sands of time
And seasons will end in tumbled rhyme
And little change
The wind and rain
And like a desert spring
Mój kochanek przychodzi i rozpościera skrzydła)
Like a song that ' s born to soar the sky (flowing)
Flowin ' till the rivers all are dry (flowing)
Miłość w jej oczach
(Zima szara i padający deszcz)
(We ' ll see summer come again)
(Ciemność spada i pory roku się zmieniają)
Gonna happen every time
(Same old friends the wind and rain
Wkrótce zobaczymy lato
Summers fade and roses die
(You ' ll see summer come again)
Like a song that ' s born to soar the sky
Nadchodzi ranek, podąża ścieżką do brzegu rzeki
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Słońce świeci w trzcinach, srebrne koraliki, przechodzi w morze.
Pochodzi z miasta, gdzie nazywają ją córką drwala.
Jest brązowa jak brzeg, gdzie klęczy, by zebrać wodę.
I znosi ją miłością, której nauczyła ją rzeka.
Niech płynie, bardzo rośnie, szeroko i jasno!
Okrągłe i okrągłe, cięcie pługa w bruzdowanym polu
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Broken ground, open and wainning to the spring
Black dirt live again!
Pług jest szeroki jak tyły ziemi, którą sieje
Jak tańczy Okrężną ścieżką pługa, który wie
Że praca jego dnia mierzy więcej niż sadzenie i uprawa
Niech rośnie, niech rośnie, wielce się obróci!
Co powiemy, nazwiemy to po imieniu?
Jak również policzyć anioły tańczące na szpilce
Woda jasna jak niebo, z którego pochodzi
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Nie będziemy rozmawiać, lecz stać w deszczu.
I wsłuchaj się w krzyk grzmotu "jestem! Jestem! Jestem! Jestem!»
Więc robimy to, co robimy od początku świata.
Nic więcej, miłość kobiet, praca mężczyzn
Round Seasons, creatures great and small
Up and down as we rise and fall
Co powiemy, nazwiemy to po imieniu?
Jak również policzyć anioły tańczące na szpilce
Woda jasna jak niebo, z którego pochodzi
/ Align = "left" /
Nie będziemy rozmawiać, lecz stać w deszczu.
I wsłuchaj się w krzyk grzmotu "jestem! Jestem! Jestem! Jestem!»