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Chumbawamba That Same So-So Tune

Chumbawamba - That Same So-So Tune

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That Same So-So Tune
Та же самая заурядная мелодия
(Spoken)
(Говорит)
"Bang, the little drummer takes a solo, reaching his young hands all over traps and kettles and cymbals and foot-peddle
"Бах, маленький барабанщик выдает соло, молодые руки порхают над ловушками, котлами, тарелками и педалью
BOOM in a fantastic crash of sound – but what will happen?"
БУМ в фантастическом грохоте звука – но что же будет дальше?"
The dance halls are dark now
Танцевальные залы теперь пусты,
The ballrooms are closed
Бальные залы закрыты.
No wax for my needle and I don't suppose
Нет воска для моей иглы, и я полагаю,
You'll be swinging by anytime soon
Ты не заглянешь ко мне в ближайшее время,
Singing that same so-so tune
Напевая ту же самую заурядную мелодию.
Nobody's playing
Никто не играет,
No-one's been paid
Никому не заплатили.
The music's all stopped and
Музыка вся стихла, и
You never said you could
Ты никогда не говорила, что сможешь
Wait from September to June
Ждать с сентября по июнь,
Singing that same so-so tune
Напевая ту же самую заурядную мелодию.
While brothers are fighting and working to rule
Пока братья сражаются и работают по правилам,
Here's a tired, sentimental old song
Вот тебе старая, сентиментальная, уже надоевшая песня.
It goes: 'Ooh, baby, baby
Она звучит так: "О, детка, детка,
Treating me wrong'
Обращаешься со мной плохо".
We'll be back where we belong before long
Мы вернемся на свое место очень скоро.
(It's the beat of the heart)
(Это стук сердца)
(It's the beat of the heart)
(Это стук сердца)
(It's the beat of the heart)
(Это стук сердца)
(It's the beat of the heart)
(Это стук сердца)
(It's the beat of the heart)
(Это стук сердца)
While brothers are fighting and working to rule
Пока братья сражаются и работают по правилам,
Here's a tired, sentimental old song
Вот тебе старая, сентиментальная, уже надоевшая песня.
It goes: 'Ooh, baby, baby
Она звучит так: "О, детка, детка,
Treating me wrong'
Обращаешься со мной плохо".
We'll be back where we belong before long
Мы вернемся на свое место очень скоро.
I've heard all the stories
Я слышал все истории,
It's wild and it's new
Это дико и ново.
Hot sounds in the city
Горячие звуки в городе,
But what can I do?
Но что я могу поделать?
Might as well shoot for the moon
Можно с таким же успехом метить в луну,
Singing that same so-so tune
Напевая ту же самую заурядную мелодию.
Singing that same so-so tune
Напевая ту же самую заурядную мелодию.




Авторы: Neil Ferguson, Allan Whalley, Louise Watts, Judith Abbott
Chumbawamba - ABCDEFG
Альбом
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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