Текст
"Oh well, out on the road, it's dark and it's cold"
Said my mother as she passed by
Well, you'll never stick it long enough
You're a fool to even try
Well, you've gone off with a band of men
All addicts, skit's, and bums
So you think you will enjoy your life
In the tenancy and the slums
Tur ra la, tu ra la, tu ra la, li
Out on the road is where your Uncle died
Tur ra la, tu ra la, tu ra la, li
I have no time for you on the road
Playing music ain't no way to live
It's hungry, cold, and slack
And if you walk out that door my son
Well, you won't be coming back
But it's down the pub, all my friends are there
And there's no place that I'd rather be
So, you think this life will engulf me?
Well, I'll tell you we'll just wait and see
Tur ra la, tu ra la, tu ra la, li
Out on the road is where your Uncle died
Tur ra la, tu ra la, tu ra la, li
I have no time for you on the road
So I kissed my tearful Father
At the door and I left him there
With five bottles of Bushmill's
And two on my chair
We set out for the county Clare
And it's Ceili's jigs and booze in Killrush
Dooneed can be quite a thrill
And I won't come back 'till I've made my name
Until I have had my fill
Tur ra la, tu ra la, tu ra la, li
Out on the road is where your Uncle died
Tur ra la, tu ra la, tu ra la, li
I have no time for you on the road
Tur ra la, tu ra la, tu ra la, li
Out on the road is where your Uncle died
Tur ra la, tu ra la, tu ra la, li
I have no time for you on the road
I have no time for you on the road
I have no time for you on the road
Перевод
"Ну, на дороге темно и холодно"
Сказала моя мать, проходя мимо
Ну, ты никогда не сможешь задержаться на этом достаточно долго
Ты дурак, чтобы даже попробуй
Ну, ты ушел с группой мужчин
Все наркоманы, пародии и бездельники
Так ты думаешь, что будешь наслаждаться жизнью
В аренде и трущобах
Тур ра-ла, ту-ра-ла, ту-ра-ла, ли
На дороге умер твой дядя
Тур-ра-ла, ту-ра-ла, ту-ра-ла, ли
У меня нет времени на тебя в дороге
Играть музыку - это не способ жить
Здесь голодно, холодно и вяло
И если ты выйдешь за эту дверь, сын мой
Ну , ты не вернешься
Но это в пабе, все мои друзья там
И нет места, где бы я предпочел быть
Итак, ты думаешь, что эта жизнь поглотит меня ?
Ну, я скажу тебе, что мы просто подождем и посмотрим
Тур ра-ла, ту-ра-ла, ту-ра-ла, ли
На дороге умер твой дядя
Тур-ра-ла, ту-ра-ла, ту-ра-ла, ли
У меня нет времени на тебя в дороге
Поэтому я поцеловала своего заплаканного отца
У двери и оставила его там
С пятью бутылками Bushmill's
И двумя на моем стуле
Мы отправились в графство Клэр
И это джиги и выпивка Сейли в Киллраше
Сделанное может быть настоящим кайфом
И я не вернусь, пока не сделаю себе имя
Пока не насытюсь
Тур ра-ла, ту ра-ла, ту ра-ла, ли
Выходим дорога там, где умер твой дядя
Тур ра-ла, ту-ра-ла, ту-ра-ла, ли
У меня нет времени на тебя в дороге
Тур-ра-ла, ту-ра-ла, ту ra la, li
Твой дядя умер на дороге
Tur ra la, tu ra la, tu ra la, li
У меня нет времени на тебя в дороге
У меня нет времени на тебя в дороге
У меня нет времени на тебя в дороге
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