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The Pogues & Kirsty MacColl: Fairytale of New York

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THE POGUES & KIRSTY MACCOLL: FAIRYTALE OF NEW YORKBAJKA IZ NEW YORKA
  
It was Christmas Eve babe"Bio je Badnjak, srce,
In the drunk tankU ćeliji za otrežnjivanje,
An old man said to me, won't see another oneStarac mi je rekao, "neću vidjeti još jednu",
And then he sang a songI onda je otpjevao pjesmu,
The Rare Old Mountain Dew"Rijetka rosa Stare planine"
I turned my face awayOkrenuo sam lice na drugu stranu
And dreamed about youI sanjao o tebi."
  
Got on a lucky one"Stavio na sretnog,
Came in eighteen to oneStigao na osamnaest-na-jedan;
I've got a feelingImam osjećaj
This year's for me and youDa je ova godina za mene i tebe.
So happy ChristmasZato, sretan Božić
I love you babyVolim te, draga,
I can see a better timeMogu zamisliti bolja vremena
When all our dreams come trueKad se svi naši snovi ostvare."
  
They've got cars big as bars'Imaju aute velike kao barove,
They've got rivers of goldImaju rijeke od zlata,
But the wind goes right through youAli vjetar prođe ravno kroz tebe,
It's no place for the oldNije to mjesto za starce.
When you first took my handKad si me prvi put uzeo za ruku
On a cold Christmas EveNa hladno Badnje veče,
You promised meObećao si mi
Broadway was waiting for meDa me Broadway čeka.'
  
You were handsome'Bio si zgodan'
You were pretty'Bila si lijepa,
Queen of New York CityKraljica New Yorka.'
When the band finished playingKad je bend završio sa svirkom,
They howled out for moreZavijali su neka sviraju još.
Sinatra was swinging,Sinatra se njihao;
All the drunks they were singingSvi pijanci su pjevali;
We kissed on a cornerLjubili smo se na uglu,
Then danced through the nightOni su plesali kroz noć.
  
The boys of the NYPD choirDečki iz zbora njujorške policije
Were singing "Galway Bay"Pjevali su 'Galway Bay'
And the bells were ringing outA zvona su zvonila
For Christmas dayZa Božić
  
You're a bum'Ti si propalica,
You're a punkTi si probisvijet.'
You're an old slut on junk"Ti si stara drolja na džanku,
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bedLežiš tamo skoro mrtva na dripu u tom krevetu."
You scumbag, you maggot'Ti huljo, ti nitkove,
You cheap lousy faggotTi jadni pišljivi pederu,
Happy Christmas your arseSretan Božić, dupe tvoje,
I pray God it's our lastMolim Boga da nam je zadnji'
  
The boys of the NYPD choirDečki iz zbora njujorške policije
Were singing "Galway Bay"Još pjevaju 'Galway Bay'
And the bells were ringing outA zvona zvone
For Christmas dayZa Božić
  
I could have been someone"Mogao sam biti netko"
Well so could anyone'Pa svatko je mogao.
You took my dreams from meUzeo si mi moje snove
When I first found youČim sam naletjela na tebe.'
I kept them with me babe"Zadržao sam ih kod sebe, srce,
I put them with my ownStavio sam ih sa svojima.
Can't make it all aloneNe mogu ja uspjeti sam,
I've built my dreams around you.Sagradio sam snove oko tebe."
  
The boys of the NYPD choirDečki iz zbora njujorške policije
Were singing "Galway Bay"Još pjevaju 'Galway Bay'
And the bells were ringing outA zvona zvone
For Christmas dayZa Božić


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