Paroles et traduction Getter Jaani - Grammofon

Grammofon

Vana grammofon mu ees, kogu muusika ta sees.
Elab veel, elab veel, elab veel.
Plaadid riiulil on reas, meelest läinud vanad head.
Pühi tolm nende pealt ja sa näed: need vanad saundid, keerlevad me ümber veel, saab kõigest jälle uus ja hea.
Viib Rolling Stonesist Depech Mode′ini meid tee, vaid meie kaks ja muusika.
Ref:
Öö on ootamas ees ja muusika mis elab veel, vana grammofoni sees, laula kaasa.
Ruum on muusikast kuum ja nagu kobakäpp, kes jääl, uisutamas plaadi nõel nüüd on terve öö.
Oooh-oooh, ooo-oooo, oooh-oooh, oooh- oooh, ooo-oooh
Kas paremaks veel minna saab vana kuld ja klassika, mis elab veel, elab veel, elab veel.
Veidi krabisev vinüül, meid ajas tagasi viib see, kui elaks kaheksakümnendates.
Need vanad saundid, keerlevad me ümber veel, saab kõigest jälle uus ja hea.
Viib Rolling Stonesist Depech Mode'ini meid tee, vaid meie kaks ja muusika.
Ref:
Öö on ootamas ees ja muusika mis elab veel, vana grammofoni sees, laula kaasa.
Ruum on muusikast kuum ja nagu kobakäpp, kes jääb, uisutamas plaadi nõel nüüd on terve öö.
Oooh-oooh, ooo-oooo, oooh-oooh, oooh- oooh, ooo-oooh
Ref:
Öö on ootamas ees ja muusika mis särab veel, vana grammofoni sees, laulab kaasa.
Grove on muusikas kuum ja nagu kobakäpp, kes jääb, uisutamas plaadinõel nüüd on terve öö.
Oooh-oooh, ooo-oooo, oooh-oooh, oooh- oooh, ooo-oooh
Nüüd on terve öö.

Gramophone

My old gramophone, all the music is inside you.
It's still alive, it's still alive, it's still alive.
Records are lined up on the shelf, old favorites that have been forgotten.
Dust them off and you'll see: those old sounds, they're still spinning around us, everything can become new and good again.
It takes us from the Rolling Stones to Depeche Mode, just the two of us and the music.
Chorus:
The night is waiting for us and the music that still lives on, in my old gramophone, sing along.
The room is hot with music and like a seal slipping on ice, the needle on the record is skating all night long.
Oooh-oooh, ooo-oooo, oooh-oooh, oooh- oooh, ooo-oooh
Could it get any better? Old gold and classics that still live on, still alive, still alive, still alive.
A little crackly vinyl, it takes us back in time, as if we were living in the 1980s.
Those old sounds, they're still spinning around us, everything can become new and good again.
It takes us from the Rolling Stones to Depeche Mode, just the two of us and the music.
Chorus:
The night is waiting for us and the music that still lives on, in my old gramophone, sing along.
The room is hot with music and like a seal slipping on ice, the needle on the record is skating all night long.
Oooh-oooh, ooo-oooo, oooh-oooh, oooh- oooh, ooo-oooh
Chorus:
The night is waiting for us and the music that still shines on, in my old gramophone, sing along.
The room is hot with music and like a seal slipping on ice, the needle on the record is skating all night long.
Oooh-oooh, ooo-oooo, oooh-oooh, oooh- oooh, ooo-oooh
It's skating all night long.