Текст и перевод песни Seals & Crofts - Yellow Dirt

Yellow Dirt

He gets up every morning
and he lights upon the floor
then migrates to the washroom
and he opens up the door
the whiskers on his chin tell him he's in and then
through the paste and the soap
he sees his image without hope
he's a broom of a fellow
an oddity in parenthesis
so infected with disease of yellow dirt down in his soul
He usually spends his spare time
counting hairs upon his arm
the ants around the cupboard
to his thinking add their charm
he never stops to notice
that his shoes are fulla lead
he's dead through cough
and labored breathing he is seething
he's a sandwich of a fellow
an all-spread personality
so infected with disease of yellow dirt down in his soul
Last night a thousand stars were his
to mold like clay and so
in one split second's anger
he did reach and take a hold
he saw himself a captain way off on some kissin' situation
that would have made his father proud
he laughs out loud
he conceals the hurt
he reveals the dirt
the yellow dirt down in his soul
yellow dirt down in his soul
yellow dirt down in his soul
yellow dirt down in his soul
He's got his dirt down in his soul
he's got his dirt down in his soul, now, now
he's got his dirt down in his soul
he's got his dirt down in his soul, now, now
he's got his dirt down in his soul
It would have made his father proud
he laughs out loud
he conceals the hurt
he reveals the dirt
the yellow dirt down in his soul
yellow dirt down in his soul
yellow dirt down in his soul
yellow dirt down in his soul
yellow dirt down in his soul
yellow dirt down in his soul
yellow dirt down in his soul

Terre Jaune

Il se lève chaque matin
et atterrit sur le sol
puis migre vers la salle de bain
et ouvre la porte
les poils de son menton lui disent qu'il est là, et puis
à travers la pâte et le savon
il voit son image sans espoir, chérie
c'est un balai d'homme
une bizarrerie entre parenthèses
tellement infecté par la maladie de la terre jaune au fond de son âme
Il passe généralement son temps libre
à compter les poils sur son bras
les fourmis autour du placard
ajoutent à son avis leur charme
il ne s'arrête jamais pour remarquer
que ses chaussures sont pleines de plomb
il est mort de toux
et d'une respiration laborieuse, il bouillonne, ma belle
c'est un sandwich d'homme
une personnalité tout étalée
tellement infecté par la maladie de la terre jaune au fond de son âme
La nuit dernière, mille étoiles étaient siennes
à modeler comme de l'argile, et donc
dans un instant de colère
il a tendu la main et s'en est emparé
il s'est vu capitaine, loin dans une situation de baisers
qui aurait rendu son père fier
il rit aux éclats
il cache la douleur
il révèle la saleté, ma chérie
la terre jaune au fond de son âme
terre jaune au fond de son âme
terre jaune au fond de son âme
terre jaune au fond de son âme
Il a sa terre au fond de son âme
il a sa terre au fond de son âme, maintenant, maintenant
il a sa terre au fond de son âme
il a sa terre au fond de son âme, maintenant, maintenant
il a sa terre au fond de son âme
Cela aurait rendu son père fier
il rit aux éclats
il cache la douleur
il révèle la saleté
la terre jaune au fond de son âme
terre jaune au fond de son âme
terre jaune au fond de son âme
terre jaune au fond de son âme
terre jaune au fond de son âme
terre jaune au fond de son âme
terre jaune au fond de son âme