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Fabrizio De André - Geordie (Engels vertaling) Engels vertaling Geordie Versions: #1#2 As I crossed London Bridge in a day without sunshine I saw a woman weeping love she was crying for her Geordie They will gallow Geordie with a rope of gold it is a rare privilege he stole six deers in the park of the King and he sold them for money Saddle her horse with the white mane saddle her pony she will ride up to London tonight to plead for Geordie Geordie never stole not even for me a fruit or a rare flower he stole six deers in the park of the King he sold them for money Save his lips, save his smile he doesn't have yet twenty years winter will fall even on his face you can hang him then Neither the heart of the British nor the scepter of the King will b able to save Geordie although they will mourn with you the law cannot change So they will hang him with a rope of gold it is a rare privilege he stole six deers in the park of the King he sold them for money Italiaans Geordie Fabrizio De André: Top 3 See also Italiaans: Popular Artists|Popular Songs Engels: Popular Artists|Popular Songs Italiaans → Engels: Alle vertalingen Reacties
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Fabrizio De André - Giugno 73 (Kroatisch vertaling) Kroatisch vertaling Lipanj '73 Tvojoj majci nisam drag Jer sam oženjen i mnogo pjevam Doduše, sviram dobro i neznam je li tvoja majka Jednako tako posramljena Brbljivica koju sam ti poklonio Umrla je, a tvoje je sestra plakala Toga dana nije bilo cvijeća, grijeha Taj dan prodavao je brbljivice I nadao sam se da će tvoja majka naućiti Kako mi reći: "Zdravo, kako si?" Nije to kao pjevanje Iz onoga što već znam Svi moji prijatelji pristojniji su od tebe Ali oblaće se pomalo čudno Rekla si mi da im nađem krojaća i upitala me: "Jesu li ovo najbolji koje imamo večeras?" I sada se smiješ i uzimaš žlićicu mimoze Ispuštajući je na otkopčane manžete A moji prijatelji daju ti ruku Otpratit ću ih, put ih njihov vodi daleko A ti čekaš vjernu ljubav Tvoj upaljać već sam im dao, znaj I učinio sam isto s one dvije slonove vlasi Spriječavale su da prokrvarim A dao sam ih prolazniku A sada sve dolazi samo od sebe Tvoj: "Pomozi" još ću pamtiti I kažem si da je bolje bilo prekinuti Nego nikad te ne upoznati Italiaans Giugno 73 Fabrizio De André: Top 3 See also Italiaans: Popular Artists|Popular Songs Kroatisch: Popular Artists|Popular Songs Italiaans → Kroatisch: Alle vertalingen Reacties