David Bowie: Space Oddity
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| DAVID BOWIE: SPACE ODDITY Ground Control to Major Tom Ground Control to Major Tom Take your protein pills and put your helmet on Ground Control to Major Tom Commencing countdown, engines on Check ignition and may God's love be with you (spoken) Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six, Five, Four, Three, Two, One, Liftoff This is Ground Control to Major Tom You've really made the grade And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear Now it's time to leave the capsule if you dare This is Major Tom to Ground Control I'm stepping through the door And I'm floating in a most peculiar way And the stars look very different today For here Am I sitting in a tin can Far above the world Planet Earth is blue And there's nothing I can do Though I'm past one hundred thousand miles I'm feeling very still And I think my spaceship knows which way to go Tell my wife I love her very much she knows Ground Control to Major Tom Your circuit's dead, there's something wrong Can you hear me, Major Tom? Can you hear me, Major Tom? Can you hear me, Major Tom? Can you.... Here am I floating round my tin can Far above the Moon Planet Earth is blue And there's nothing I can do. | IMRAM SPÁIS / SPACE ODDITY Ground Control chuig Major Tom Ground Control chuig Major Tom Tóg do phiollaí agus cuir do chlogad ort Ground Control chuig Major Tom (deich, naoi, ocht, seacht, sé) Táimid ag comhaireamh, innill air (cúig, ceathair, trí) Adhaint a sheiceáil, agus Dia dod’ bheannú (dó, aon,éirí) Seo é Ground Control chuig Major Tom Is tú is fearr ar domhan Is na nuachtáin 'fiafraí cad a chaitheann tú Munar mhiste leat anois fág an capsúl "Seo é Major Tom chuig Ground Control Thar tairseach liom óró Táim ar foluain tá sé an-aisteach go deo Is tá réaltaí neimhe thuas ar fad gan cheo Mar táim Anseo, neadaithe i gcanna ‘Bhfad os cionn an domhain Tá ár bpláinéad gorm Is níl cíos ná cathú orm Bíodh go bhfuilimse na mílte i gcéin Mothaímse an-chiúin Agus fios a slí is dóigh liom ag mo bhád Cuir in iúl dom’ chéile caoin faoi mhéid mo ghrá” “Ground Control chuig Major Tom An ciorcad marbh, rud éigin cearr An gcloisir, a Mhajor Tom An gcloisir, a Mhajor Tom An gcloisir, a Mhajor Tom An gclois- “Táim anseo, ar foluain im’ channa ’Bhfad os cionn na ré Tá ár bpláinéad gorm Is níl cíos ná cathú orm.” |
