Текст и перевод песни The Dubliners - Jar of the Porter

Jar of the Porter

Toora loora loora la, toora loora loora la
Toora loora loora la, give the child a jar of porter
Toora loora loora la, toora loora loora la
Sing toora loora loora la, give the child a jar of porter
If you want your child to grow, your child to grow, your child to grow
If you want your child to grow, give 'im a jar of porter
Sing toora loora loora la, toora loora loora la
Sing toora loora loora la, give 'im a jar of porter
When I was young and cradle cake, no drop of milk now would I take
Me father up, then had his spake, "Give the child a jar of porter"
Sing toora loora loora la, toora loora loora la
Sing toora loora loora la, give the child a jar of porter
When I am dead and in my grave, I hope for me a prayer you'll say
And as you're passing by that you'll throw in a jar of porter
Toora loora loora la, toora loora loora la
Sing toora loora loora la, throw in a jar of porter
Sad verse
And when I reach the golden gates, I hope I'll not have long to wait
I'll call Saint Peter aside and say "Brought yup a jar of porter"
Sing toora loora loora la, toora loora loora la
Sing toora loora loora la, brought yup a jar of porter

Un pot de bière brune

Toora loora loora la, toora loora loora la
Toora loora loora la, donne à l'enfant un pot de bière brune
Toora loora loora la, toora loora loora la
Chante toora loora loora la, donne à l'enfant un pot de bière brune
Si tu veux que ton enfant grandisse, ton enfant grandisse, ton enfant grandisse
Si tu veux que ton enfant grandisse, donne-lui un pot de bière brune
Chante toora loora loora la, toora loora loora la
Chante toora loora loora la, donne-lui un pot de bière brune
Quand j'étais jeune et au berceau, aucune goutte de lait je ne voulais prendre
Mon père alors, il a parlé, "Donne à l'enfant un pot de bière brune"
Chante toora loora loora la, toora loora loora la
Chante toora loora loora la, donne à l'enfant un pot de bière brune
Quand je serai mort et dans ma tombe, j'espère que tu diras une prière pour moi
Et en passant par là, que tu jetteras un pot de bière brune
Toora loora loora la, toora loora loora la
Chante toora loora loora la, jette un pot de bière brune
Couplet triste
Et quand j'arriverai aux portes d'or, j'espère que je n'aurai pas longtemps à attendre
J'appellerai saint Pierre à part et je dirai "J'ai apporté un pot de bière brune"
Chante toora loora loora la, toora loora loora la
Chante toora loora loora la, j'ai apporté un pot de bière brune