Joe Purdy — Kerosene tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Kerosene", wykonawca: Joe Purdy.
Tekst piosenki
Nashville trucker and the clowns of the summer
Dust on the soles of their feet
The roar of the crowd in the sleepiest town
That the circus has ever seen
My baby she feels like the morning
And she’s hooked me like heartache like tarn
And she never grows tired of the water
She never grows tired of the wine
She’s tough like turpentine
Mad carnie suns mixed with long barrel guns
Hide their coat tails in the hay
Cheap metal markets, top bottles and rockets
And ponies painted grey
My baby is soft like molasses
Like cigarettes corners and thieves
When she’s hungry she looks for the garden
When she’s scared she looks for me She’s hard like kerosene
My baby she’s calm like the lightening
And her fingers are soft to the touch
Just a matchbox quilt and a camera
My baby don’t ask for much, no my baby don’t ask for much
My baby she shakes when it thunders
And she hides it but not very well
She knows all my carious secrets
My baby will never tell, my baby will never tell
And she dances like fresh Spanish roses
And she loves me like candy, like rain
My baby she don’t have to tell me My baby don’t need to explain, my baby don’t need to explain
She calls me at midnight on Sundays
When the lights run the big top goes down
I’ve been known to shoot out the sunrise
When my baby ain’t around, when my baby aint around
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Nashville trucker and the clowns of the summer
Kurz na podeszwach ich stóp
The roar of the crowd in the sleepiest town
Że cyrk kiedykolwiek widział
My baby she feels like the morning
* And she ' s hooked me like heartache like tarn *
I nigdy nie znudzi jej się woda.
Ona nigdy nie znudzi się winem.
Jest twarda jak terpentyna.
Mad carnie suns mixed with long barrel guns
Ukryj ich ogony w sianie.
Tanie rynki metali, top butelki i rakiety
I kucyki malowane na szaro
Moje dziecko jest miękkie jak melasa.
Like cigarettes corners and thieves
Kiedy jest głodna, szuka ogrodu.
Kiedy się boi, szuka mnie, jest twarda jak nafta.
Moje dziecko jest spokojne jak światło
A jej palce są miękkie w dotyku
Tylko kołdra i aparat.
My baby don 't ask for much, no my baby don' t ask for much
My baby she shakes when it thunders
I ukrywa to, ale nie za dobrze.
Zna wszystkie moje karłowate sekrety.
My baby will never tell, my baby will never tell
I tańczy jak świeże hiszpańskie róże
# And she loves me like candy, like rain #
My baby she don 't have to tell me My baby don' t need to explain, my baby don ' t need to explain
Dzwoni do mnie w niedziele o północy.
When the lights run The big top goes down
# I ' ve been known to shoot out the sunrise #
When my baby ain 't around, when my baby Ain' t around