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Σάββατο, Απριλίου 01, 2006

"Take that damn pipe out of your mouth, you rat..."

άκου πού κόλλησα πρωταπριλιάτικα...σε καλό να μας βγει.



Surabaya Johnny
I had just turned sixteen that season
When you came up from burma to stay.
And you told me I ought to travel with you,
You were sure it would be ok.
When I asked how you earned your living,
I can still hear what you said to me:
You had some kind of job with the railway
And had nothing to do with the sea.
You said a lot, johnny,
All one big lie, johnny.
You cheated me blind, johnny,
From the minute we met.
I hate you so, johnny,
When you stand there grinning, johnny.
Take that damn pipe out of your mouth, you rat.
Surabaya johnny,
No one’s meaner than you.
Surabaya johnny,
My God and I still love you so.
Surabaya johnny,
Why I'm feeling so blue ?
You have no heart, johnny,
And I still love you so.
At the start, every day was Sunday,
Till we went on our way one fine night.
But before two more weeks were over,
You thought nothing I did was right.
So we trekked up and down through the punjab,
From the source of the river to the sea.
When I look at my face in the mirror,
There’s an old woman staring back at me.
You didn’t want love, johnny,
You wanted cash, johnny.
But I only sewed , johnny,
Your lips.
You wanted it all, johnny,
I gave you more, johnny.
Take that damn pipe out of your mouth, you rat.
Surabaya johnny.
No one’s meaner than you.
Surabaya johnny.
My God and I still love you.
Surabaya johnny,
Why I'm feeling so blue ?
You have no heart, johnny.
And I still love you so.
I would never have thought of asking
Where you got that peculiar name,
But from one end of the coast to the other
You were known everywhere we came.
And one day in a cheap hotel room
I’ll wake up to the roar of the sea,
And you’ll leave without one word of warning
On a ship waiting down at the quay.
You have no heart, johnny!
You’re just dirt, johnny!
How could you go, johnny,
And leave me like that ?
You’re still my love, johnny,
Like the day we met, johnny.
Take that damn pipe out of your mouth, you rat.
Surabaya johnny.
No one’s meaner than you.
Surabaya johnny,
My God and I still love you.
Surabaya johnny,
Why am I feeling so blue ?
You have no heart, johnny.
And I still love you so.

2 Comments:

Κυριακή, Απριλίου 02, 2006 1:33:00 μ.μ., Anonymous mourning blade είπε...

πως λεγόταν το θεατρικό που ακουγόταν αυτό το τραγούδι.... να δεις.... happy end νομίζω... johnnyyyyyyy!

 
Κυριακή, Απριλίου 02, 2006 3:40:00 μ.μ., Blogger Areth είπε...

Das Lied vom Surabaya-Johnny (1929)aus dem Drama "Happy End",English adaptation (1972) by Michael Feingold,
εδώ από το στοιχειωμένο άλμπουμ του 1985 που δεν πέτυχα σε κανένα κεντρικό δισκάδικο της Αθήνας...
lost in the stars...άκου λέει:Ρ

 

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