Chumbawamba - I Wish That They'd Sack Me - traduction des paroles en russe
Chumbawamba I Wish That They'd Sack Me

Chumbawamba - I Wish That They'd Sack Me

Paroles et traduction Chumbawamba - I Wish That They'd Sack Me




I Wish That They'd Sack Me
Ах, если бы меня уволили
Six in the morning don't want to wake
Шесть утра, просыпаться неохота,
Sun laying low and the world sleeping late
Солнце низко, и мир ещё спит сладко.
Hate like the river runs heavy and deep
Ненависть, как река, течёт глубоко и сильно,
Oh I wish that they'd sack me and leave me to sleep
Ах, если бы меня уволили, милая, и оставили спать спокойно.
Five days from seven the week's hardly mine
Пять дней из семи – неделя почти не моя,
The alarm clock's gone over to enemy lines
Будильник перешёл на сторону врага.
Waste my time working for cowards and creeps
Трачу время, работая на трусов и подлецов,
Oh I wish that they'd sack me and leave me to sleep
Ах, если бы меня уволили, милая, и оставили видеть снов.
Rain strikes the window heralds the day
Дождь бьёт в окно, возвещает день,
Rain won't you wash these eight hours away?
Дождь, смой же эти восемь часов прочь, я молю, поверь!
Rain feeds the river runs heavy and deep
Дождь питает реку, течёт глубоко и сильно,
Oh I wish that they'd sack me and leave me to sleep
Ах, если бы меня уволили, милая, и оставили спать мирно.
Birds on the windowsill sing in the dawn
Птицы на подоконнике поют на рассвете,
By the time that I'm home all this day will be gone
К тому времени, как я вернусь домой, весь этот день будет в лете.
Spend my life sowing what others will reap
Провожу жизнь, сея то, что другие пожнут,
Oh I wish that they'd sack me and leave me to sleep
Ах, если бы меня уволили, милая, и оставили спать, пока не уснут.
Rain strikes the window heralds the day
Дождь бьёт в окно, возвещает день,
Rain won't you wash these eight hours away?
Дождь, смой же эти восемь часов прочь, я молю, поверь!
Rain feeds the river runs heavy and deep
Дождь питает реку, течёт глубоко и сильно,
Oh I wish that they'd sack me and leave me to sleep
Ах, если бы меня уволили, милая, и оставили спать спокойно.




Writer(s): Neil Ferguson, Allan Whalley, Louise Watts, Judith Abbott
Chumbawamba - The Boy Bands Have Won
Album
The Boy Bands Have Won
date de sortie
03-03-2008

1 Lord Bateman's Motorbike
2 Refugee
3 To a Little Radio
4 When an Old Man Dies
5 Waiting for the Bus
6 Same Old Same Old
7 The Ogre
8 Charlie
9 Rip RP
10 Compliments of Your Waitress
11 You Watched Me Dance
12 Bury Me Deep
13 Sing About Love
14 (Words Flew) Right Around the World
15 A Fine Career
16 Fine Line
17 All Fur Coat & No Knickers
18 Word Bomber
19 I Wish That They'd Sack Me
20 Unpindownable
21 El Fusilado
22 Hull or Hell
23 Words Can Save Us
24 Add Me
25 What We Want
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Исполнитель Chumbawamba, альбом The Boy Bands Have Won, and All the Copyists and the Tribute Bands and the TV Talent Show Producers Have Won, If We Allow Our Culture to Be Shaped by Mimicry, Whether from Lack of Ideas or From Exaggerated Respect. You Should Never Try to Freeze Culture. What You Can Do Is Recycle That Culture. Take Your Older Brother's Hand-Me-Down Jacket and Re-Style It, Re-Fashion It to the Point Where It Becomes Your Own. But Don't Just Regurgitate Creative History, or Hold Art and Music and Literature as Fixed, Untouchable and Kept Under Glass. The People Who Try to 'Guard' Any Particular Form of Music Are, Like the Copyists and Manufactured Bands, Doing It the Worst Disservice, Because the Only Thing That You Can Do to Music That Will Damage It Is Not Change It, Not Make It Your Own. Because Then It Dies, Then It's Over, Then It's Done, and the Boy Bands Have Won.
The Boy Bands Have Won, and All the Copyists and the Tribute Bands and the TV Talent Show Producers Have Won, If We Allow Our Culture to Be Shaped by Mimicry, Whether from Lack of Ideas or From Exaggerated Respect. You Should Never Try to Freeze Culture. What You Can Do Is Recycle That Culture. Take Your Older Brother's Hand-Me-Down Jacket and Re-Style It, Re-Fashion It to the Point Where It Becomes Your Own. But Don't Just Regurgitate Creative History, or Hold Art and Music and Literature as Fixed, Untouchable and Kept Under Glass. The People Who Try to 'Guard' Any Particular Form of Music Are, Like the Copyists and Manufactured Bands, Doing It the Worst Disservice, Because the Only Thing That You Can Do to Music That Will Damage It Is Not Change It, Not Make It Your Own. Because Then It Dies, Then It's Over, Then It's Done, and the Boy Bands Have Won.
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