Rolf Harris — Click Go The Shears tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
Click go the shears boys, click, click, click,
Wide is his blow and his hands move quick,
The ringer looks around and is beaten by a blow,
And curses the old snagger with the bare-bellied joe.
Out on the board the old shearer stands,
Grasping his shears in his thin bony hands;
Fixed is his eye on a bare-bellied joe
Glory if he gets her, won’t he make the ringer go.
Click go the shears boys, click, click, click,
Wide is his blow and his hands move quick,
The ringer looks around and is beaten by a blow,
And curses the old snagger with the bare-bellied joe.
In the middle of the floor in his cane-bottomed chair
Sits the boss of the board with his eyes everywhere,
Notes well each fleece as it comes to the screen,
Paying strict attention that it’s taken off clean.
Click go the shears boys, click, click, click,
Wide is his blow and his hands move quick,
The ringer looks around and is beaten by a blow,
And curses the old snagger with the bare-bellied joe.
The tar-boy is there waiting in demand
With his blackened tar-pot, in his tarry hand,
Spies one old sheep with a cut upon its back,
Hears what he’s waiting for it’s «Tar here, Jack!»
Click go the shears boys, click, click, click,
Wide is his blow and his hands move quick,
The ringer looks around and is beaten by a blow,
And curses the old snagger with the bare-bellied joe.
The colonial experience man, he is there of course,
With his shiny leggin’s on, just got off his horse,
Gazes all around him like a real connoisseur,
Scented soap, and brilliantine and smelling like a whore.
Click go the shears boys, click, click, click,
Wide is his blow and his hands move quick,
The ringer looks around and is beaten by a blow,
And curses the old snagger with the bare-bellied joe.
Now the shearing is all over, we’ve all got our cheques
So roll up your swags and it’s off down the track.
The first pub we come to it’s there we’ll have a spree,
And everyone that comes along it’s «Have a drink with me.»
Click go the shears boys, click, click, click,
Wide is his blow and his hands move quick,
The ringer looks around and is beaten by a blow,
And curses the old snagger with the bare-bellied joe.
There we leave him standing shouting for all hands,
Whilst all around him every «shouter"stands,
His eye is on the keg which now is lowering fast,
He works hard, he drinks hard, and goes to hell at last!
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Click go The shears boys, click, click, click,
Szeroki jest jego cios i jego ręce poruszają się szybko,
The ringer looks around and is bite by a blow,
I przeklina starego snaggera z gołym brzuchem joe.
Na tablicy stoi stary nożyk.,
Chwytając nożyce w cienkie, kościste dłonie;
Fixed is his eye on a bare-bellied joe
Glory, jeśli ją dostanie, nie sprawi, że dzwonek odejdzie.
Click go The shears boys, click, click, click,
Szeroki jest jego cios i jego ręce poruszają się szybko,
The ringer looks around and is bite by a blow,
I przeklina starego snaggera z gołym brzuchem joe.
Na środku podłogi w swoim krześle z trzciną
/ Align = "left" / ,
Zauważa dobrze każdy runo, jak to przychodzi do ekranu,
Zwracam uwagę, że jest czysty.
Click go The shears boys, click, click, click,
Szeroki jest jego cios i jego ręce poruszają się szybko,
The ringer looks around and is bite by a blow,
I przeklina starego snaggera z gołym brzuchem joe.
Tar-boy czeka na żądanie.
Z czarniawym garnkiem w smolistej dłoni,
Spies one old sheep with a cut upon its back,
Słyszy to, na co czeka: "smoła tu, Jack!»
Click go The shears boys, click, click, click,
Szeroki jest jego cios i jego ręce poruszają się szybko,
The ringer looks around and is bite by a blow,
I przeklina starego snaggera z gołym brzuchem joe.
Colonial experience man, on jest tam oczywiście,
Z jego lśniącymi nogawkami, właśnie wysiadł z konia.,
Spogląda wokół niego jak prawdziwy koneser.,
Pachnące mydło, błyskotliwe i pachnące jak dziwka.
Click go The shears boys, click, click, click,
Szeroki jest jego cios i jego ręce poruszają się szybko,
The ringer looks around and is bite by a blow,
I przeklina starego snaggera z gołym brzuchem joe.
Teraz strzyżenie się skończyło, wszyscy mamy czeki.
Więc zwijajcie łupy i spadajcie na tor.
Pierwszy pub, do którego przyjedziemy, to tam będziemy mieć szał.,
I każdy, kto się pojawi, mówi: "napij się ze mną.»
Click go The shears boys, click, click, click,
Szeroki jest jego cios i jego ręce poruszają się szybko,
The ringer looks around and is bite by a blow,
I przeklina starego snaggera z gołym brzuchem joe.
Tam go zostawiamy, krzycząc na wszystkie ręce.,
Podczas gdy wokół niego każdy"krzykacz" stoi,
Jego oko jest na beczce, która teraz szybko spada.,
Ciężko pracuje, dużo pije i w końcu idzie do piekła!