somebody's sister — Streets of Boston tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Streets of Boston", wykonawca: somebody's sister.
Tekst piosenki
Gets up in the morning
Drinks half a pot of tea
Puts on a long, white skirt
Socks up to her knees
Throws a poncho in her pack
Got her hair back, long and soft
Helmet strapped on her head
And she blasts off
Havoc in the streets of Boston
Biking to a better day
She doesn’t mind the rain or the shine
Gonna get there sometime
She don’t mind the traffic
She don’t mind the noise
Blazing a trail, wheel and rail
Riding 'cause it’s her kind of joy
Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh
Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh
Sweat on her forehead
Fumes in her eyes
Tail lights
They’ll go drifting by
Pushing through the traffic
Steady as she goes
Bumper to bumper, passing them by
Lemmings in their rows
Heading for the bike trail
Where the raspberries grow
She knows something pretty in the pit of the city
Where sweet, wild winds blow
Havoc in the streets of Boston
Biking to a better day
Davis Square, Chestnut Hill
Wild on Jamaicaway
She don’t mind the traffic
She don’t mind the noise
Blazing a trail, wheel and rail
Riding 'cause it’s her kind of joy
She’s out there in the sun and underneath the stars
On a roll she’ll try to go, don’t get there in their cars
Biking for the nation of the future generation
Think it’s transportation but to her it’s a salvation
Riding through the street and a sensation
Driven by the vision of the coming liberation
Silver wheels are shining and you see her from afar
Pull up in your, here comes one less car
Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh
Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Gets up in the morning
Pije pół dzbanka herbaty
Zakłada długą, białą spódnicę
Socks up to her knees
Rzuca poncho do plecaka.
Ma włosy z powrotem, długie i miękkie
Hełm przypięty na głowę
I wybucha
Spustoszenie na ulicach Bostonu
Biking to a better day
Nie przeszkadza jej deszcz ani blask.
Gonna get there sometime
Nie przeszkadza jej ruch.
Nie przeszkadza jej hałas.
Blazing a trail, wheel and rail
"Riding' cause it 's her kind of joy"
Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh
Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh
Pot na czole
"Fumes in her eyes"
Światła tylne
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Pushing through the traffic
Steady as she goes
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Lemingi w rzędach
Szlak rowerowy
Gdzie rosną maliny
Wie coś pięknego w otchłani miasta.
Where sweet, wild winds blow
Spustoszenie na ulicach Bostonu
Biking to a better day
Davis Square, Chestnut Hill
Wild on Jamaicaway
Nie przeszkadza jej ruch.
Nie przeszkadza jej hałas.
Blazing a trail, wheel and rail
"Riding' cause it 's her kind of joy"
Jest tam w słońcu i pod gwiazdami
* On a roll she 'll try to go, don' t get there in their cars *
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Myślę, że to transport, ale dla niej to zbawienie.
Jazda po ulicy i sensacja
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Silver wheels are shining and you see her from afar
Zatrzymaj się w swoim, nadjeżdża jeden samochód mniej
Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh
Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh