Текст и перевод песни Shelly Manne - Ascot Gavotte

Ascot Gavotte

Ascot Gavotte

Mennyi lakk, és frakk és érdemrend.
Mennyi gróf és báró fenn és lenn.
Ó, de fontos, amikor a lósport megnyitja az ajtót Ascot-ban.

Körbejárva kancák, mének,
Míg a starthoz érnek, oly lázasan
Ó, de fényes, amikor a kényes sok paci feláll kint Ascot-ban.

Pulzus, gyorsul,
Szájszél torzul,
Tíz ló, fordul,
Szívem, mint az ágyú mordul.

Most az izgalom,
Új erőre kap,
Míg a starter jelt ad,
és a zászló égbe csap,
Trap-trap-trap-trap!

Ló ha célig futnak
Jaj, a favorit lemaradt ottan.
És a forró harcba'
Győz a jobb ló
Valahol a turfon Ascotte-ban.>

Ascot Gavotte

Ascot Gavotte

So much varnish and frock and decoration.
So many earls and barons on vacation.
Oh! it's smart when the 'orses come to Ascot—in the season.

Round the ring, tearing mares and geldings,
Down the straight to win a race worth having.
Oh! it's fun when they're going past the post—at Ascot—in the season.

The pulse is quick, the odds are laid,
A voice is calling, "They are off!
Ten lengths to go, and Thunderclap,
Is leading; by a neck—by half a neck—my heart is in my mouth—

And the excitement,
Gets you—takes your—breath away,
As the starter's bell clatters,
And the flag goes up—and—they're off—
And "They're off! They're off! They're off!"

If your horse wins the race,
You've backed the favoured—you've landed a place.
And though the hot-spur
Beaten by a better spur—
You'll see the whole show run again next week—at Ascot—in the season.