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Chumbawamba New York Song

Chumbawamba - New York Song

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New York Song
Песня о Нью-Йорке
First time in New York, just seventeen
Впервые в Нью-Йорке, мне всего семнадцать,
In a motel full of poets, drunks and
В мотеле, полном поэтов, пьяниц и
Queens. I walk the city streets into the
Королев. Я брожу по городским улицам в
Night to see Manhattan in the early
Ночи, чтобы увидеть Манхэттен в лучах
Morning light. On the corner of a
Утреннего света. На углу
Street they laugh and talk, the young
Улицы они смеются и болтают, молодые
Men watch me coming, block my walk;
Мужчины смотрят, как я иду, преграждают мне путь;
They see me slow right down - they
Они видят, как я замедляю шаг - они
Know I don't belong. Then all at once
Знают, что я здесь чужая. И вдруг
... they all break into song.
... они все начинают петь.




Авторы: Neil Ferguson, Allan Whalley, Louise Watts, Judith Abbott
Chumbawamba - ABCDEFG
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ABCDEFG
дата релиза
28-02-2010

1 Introduction
2 New York Song
3 Ratatatay
4 Missed
5 The Song Collector
6 You Don't Exist
7 Singing Out The Days
8 Dance, Idiot, Dance
9 That Same So-So Tune
10 The Devil's Interval
11 Torturing James Hetfield
12 Underground
13 Wagner At The Opera
14 Pickle
15 Voices, That's All
16 Puccini Said
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