John Denver — Matthew tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Matthew", wykonawca: John Denver.
Tekst piosenki
I had an uncle, name of Matthew
Was his father’s only boy
Born just south of Colby, Kansas
Was his mother’s pride and joy
And joy was just a thing that he was raised on Love was just a way to live and die
Gold was just a windy Kansas wheat field
Blue, just the Kansas summer sky
All the stories that he told me back when I was just a lad
All the memories that he gave me, all the good times that we had
Growin' up a Kansas farm boy, life was mostly havin' fun
Ridin' on his Daddy’s shoulders, behind a mule, beneath the sun
And joy was just a thing that he was raised on Love was just a way to live and die
Gold was just a windy Kansas wheat field
And blue, just the Kansas summer sky
Well, I guess there were some hard times
And I’m told some years were lean
They had a storm in forty-seven
A twister came and stripped 'em clean
He lost the farm and he lost his family
Lost the wheat, lost his home
But he found the family Bible
And faith as solid as a stone
And joy was just a thing that he was raised on Love was just a way to live and die
Gold was just a windy Kansas wheat field
And blue, just the Kansas summer sky
So he came to live at our house and he came to work the land
Came to ease my Daddy’s burdens and he came to be my friend
So I wrote this down for Matthew, it’s for him this song is sung
Ridin' on his Daddy’s shoulders, behind a mule, beneath the sun
And joy was just a thing that he was raised on Love was just a way to live and die
Gold was just a windy Kansas wheat field
And blue, just the Kansas summer sky
Yes, and joy was just a thing that he was raised on Love was just a way to live and die
Gold was just a windy Kansas wheat field
And blue, just the Kansas summer sky
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Miałem wujka, Matthew.
Był jedynym synem jego ojca.
Urodził się na południe od Colby w stanie Kansas.
Była dumą i radością jego matki.
And joy was just a thing that he was raised on Love was just a way to live and die
Gold was just a windy Kansas wheat field
Blue, just the Kansas summer sky
Wszystkie historie, które mi opowiadał, kiedy byłem jeszcze chłopcem.
Wszystkie wspomnienia, które mi dał, wszystkie dobre czasy, które mieliśmy
Growin 'up a Kansas farm boy, life was most havin' fun
Ridin 'on his Daddy' s shoulders, behind a mule, beneath the sun
And joy was just a thing that he was raised on Love was just a way to live and die
Gold was just a windy Kansas wheat field
And blue, just the Kansas summer sky
Chyba były ciężkie czasy.
I powiedziano mi, że kilka lat było chudych
Mieli burzę w 47.
A twister came and stripped 'em clean
Stracił farmę i rodzinę.
Stracił pszenicę, stracił dom.
Ale znalazł rodzinną Biblię.
I wiara solidna jak kamień
And joy was just a thing that he was raised on Love was just a way to live and die
Gold was just a windy Kansas wheat field
And blue, just the Kansas summer sky
Więc zamieszkał w naszym domu i pracował na roli.
Przyszedł, by złagodzić brzemię mojego taty, a on przyszedł, by być moim przyjacielem.
Więc napisałem to dla Matthew, to dla niego ta piosenka jest śpiewana
Ridin 'on his Daddy' s shoulders, behind a mule, beneath the sun
And joy was just a thing that he was raised on Love was just a way to live and die
Gold was just a windy Kansas wheat field
And blue, just the Kansas summer sky
Tak, a radość była tylko rzeczą, że on był wychowany na miłości był tylko sposobem na życie i śmierć
Gold was just a windy Kansas wheat field
And blue, just the Kansas summer sky