Babička mary - Jan Werich перевод на английский

Babička mary

Štěchovická laguna když dřímá
V zadumaném stínu Kordylér,
Pirát zkrvavenou šerpu ždímá,
Šerif si láduje revolver

Pikovická rýžoviště zlata
Čeří se v příboji Sázavy,
Ale za to krčmářová chata
Křepčí rykem chlapské zábavy

Když tu náhle, co se děje,
Divný šumot houštím spěje,
Plch, skunk, vše utíká
Po stráni od Medníka (Utíká)

Krčmář zhasne,kovbojové ztichnou
Zděšen pirát tvář si zakryje,
Rudé squaw se chvějí a pak vzdychnou:
"Blíží se k nám postrach prérié, a kdo to je"?

Mary, babička Mary, dva kolťáky za pasem,
Nad hlavou točí lasem
Stoletá Mary, babička Mary,
Ta zkrotí křepce hřebce, ať chce, či nechce

Žádné zuby, z jelenice sukně,
Ale za to tvrdé bicepsy,
Mary má vždy slivovici v putně,
Toma Mixe strčí do kapsy (U vesty)

Klika cvakla, v krčmě dveře letí
A babička vchází do dveří,
"Pintu ginu, lumpové prokletí"
Bezzubou dásní zaláteří

Vypiju to jen ve stoje,
Jdu do volebního boje,
Zřím zas město drahý, (nejkrásnější)
Jedu volit do Prahy (O Praha má)

Dopije a aby se neřeklo,
Putykáře změní v mrtvolu ("Dostal jsmě cizinče")
Za zády má štěchovické peklo
S šlajsnou svatojánských atolů

Mary, babička Mary, pádluje bez námahy
Po proudu až do Prahy
Stoletá Mary, babička Mary,
Jde do volebního boje za kovboje

Ledva v Praze kotvu vyhodila,
Pro babičku nastal hrozný čas,
Neboť každá strana hned tvrdila,
Že ji náleží babiččin hlas (Bábin hlas)

Malá stejně jako velká strana
Psala, že bude mít o hlas víc,
Že ta druhá strana je nahraná,
Oni že maj hlas že Štěchovic

Stoletý věk prý nevadí, (Nevadí)
Na předáka je to mladí, (Po mládí)
Ze všech nejvíce, (Víc a více)
Volala ji pravice

Tak babičku, pro kterou vždy byla
Válka s lidojedy legrace,
Tu babičku za pár dní zabila,
Volební agitace

Mary, bojovná Mary, už nesedává v sedle,
Ve volbách byla vedle
Mary, babičku Mary,
Volbama zabitou vzal k sobě Manitou

Grandma Mary

When the Štěchovice lagoon is sleepy
Under the pensive shadow of Mount Hood,
The pirate squeezes the bloody sash,
The sheriff loads his revolver.

Pikovická gold panning sites
They froth in the Sázava surf,
But for that, the innkeeper's hut
Leaps with the roar of manly fun.

Now all of a sudden, what is happening,
An odd noise rushes through the thicket,
Dormouse, buffalo, everyone is running away
Along the slope of Medník (He's running away).

The innkeeper goes out, the cowboys fall silent,
The frightened pirate hides his face,
The red squaw shivers and then sighs:
"The terror of the prairie is coming to us, and who is it?"

Mary, Grandma Mary, two Colts in her belt,
She swings a lasso over her head.
Century-old Mary, Grandma Mary,
She will tame a stallion, whether he wants to or not.

No teeth, skirt made of buckskin,
But hard biceps instead,
Mary always has plum brandy in her bag,
She puts Tom Mix in her pocket (In her vest)

The latch clicked, the tavern door flew open
And the grandma enters the door,
"A pint of gin, you damned scoundrels"
She barks with a toothless jaw.

I'll drink it standing up,
I'm going into the election campaign,
I will see my dear city again (the most beautiful one)
I'm going to vote in Prague (Oh, my Prague)

She finishes her drink, and not to be outdone,
Turns the innkeeper into a corpse ("I got it, stranger")
Behind her, she has the Štěchovice hell
With the lifeline of Saint John's atolls.

Mary, Grandma Mary, paddles effortlessly
Down the river all the way to Prague.
Century-old Mary, Grandma Mary,
She's going to the election campaign for cowboys.

As soon as she cast anchor in Prague,
The grandma had a horrible time,
Because every party immediately claimed,
That the grandma's vote belonged to them (Grandma's vote)

The small party as well as the big party
Wrote that they would have one more vote,
That the other party was framed,
They said they had the vote from Štěchovice.

The century-old age is no problem, (no problem)
She is young enough to be a foreman (after her youth)
More than all (more and more)
The right wing called her.

So the grandma, for whom the war
With cannibals was always fun,
That grandma was killed in a few days,
By the election campaign.

Mary, fighting Mary, no longer sits in the saddle,
She was beside herself in the elections.
Mary, Grandma Mary,
Killed by the elections, Manitou took her to himself.