Текст и перевод песни Gary Jules - Jeremiah Weed

Jeremiah Weed

Poor Jeremiah,
His body is broken,
Lying in the alley where he fell.
His head is racing home,
To the hill of California,
Poor Jeremiah weed.
He′s got his friends,
He's got his devices,
He got no need for you.
No need for sympathy,
No need for surprises,
Poor Jeremiah weed.
Well I know, when it comes to those,
The paint he laid down never fade,
I hope Jeremiah knows,
That′s the way it goes,
The Son will find no shame upon him
Poor Jeremiah,
Seven pockets stuffed with empty
People walking everywhere,
But no one says a word.
He's tried killing time,
But it won't sit still,
Poor Jeremiah weed.
Well I know, when it comes to those,
The paint he laid down never fade,
I hope Jeremiah knows,
That′s the way it goes,
The Son will find no shame upon him.
Poor Jeremiah
All hail the Holy Roller
A winner in the city
Make you think you′re in hell
It's hard to believe
He was laughing at you
Poor Jeremiah weed
Oh, poor Jeremiah weed.
Oh poor Jeremiah weed.
Poor Jeremiah, poor Jeremiah, poor Jeremiah weed
Poor Jeremiah, poor Jeremiah, poor Jeremiah weed
Poor Jeremiah, poor Jeremiah, poor Jeremiah weed
(Fades)

Jeremiah Weed

Pauvre Jeremiah,
Son corps est brisé,
Gisant dans l'allée où il est tombé.
Sa tête retourne à la maison,
Sur la colline de Californie,
Pauvre Jeremiah Weed.
Il a ses amis,
Il a ses gadgets,
Il n'a pas besoin de toi.
Pas besoin de sympathie,
Pas besoin de surprises,
Pauvre Jeremiah Weed.
Je sais, quand il s'agit de ceux-là,
La peinture qu'il a posée ne s'estompe jamais,
J'espère que Jeremiah sait,
C'est comme ça que ça se passe,
Le Fils ne trouvera pas de honte sur lui
Pauvre Jeremiah,
Sept poches remplies de vide
Les gens marchent partout,
Mais personne ne dit un mot.
Il a essayé de tuer le temps,
Mais il ne reste pas tranquille,
Pauvre Jeremiah Weed.
Je sais, quand il s'agit de ceux-là,
La peinture qu'il a posée ne s'estompe jamais,
J'espère que Jeremiah sait,
C'est comme ça que ça se passe,
Le Fils ne trouvera pas de honte sur lui.
Pauvre Jeremiah
Tous saluons le Rouleau Saint
Un gagnant en ville
Te faire croire que tu es en enfer
Difficile à croire
Il se moquait de toi
Pauvre Jeremiah Weed
Oh, pauvre Jeremiah Weed.
Oh pauvre Jeremiah Weed.
Pauvre Jeremiah, pauvre Jeremiah, pauvre Jeremiah Weed
Pauvre Jeremiah, pauvre Jeremiah, pauvre Jeremiah Weed
Pauvre Jeremiah, pauvre Jeremiah, pauvre Jeremiah Weed
(Disparait)