Перевод песни Caravan – The Dabsong Conshirtoe
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Man is the child of Child, the father of the Man Like pools within the pool and waves upon the sand Like birds that fly so free, that somewhere must begin The rain like circles begins again All my life, this has been a mystery I can close my eyes and clearly see Everytime I’m happy in dream your memories bring me down Set me free — let me be Like flowing waters past the rippled stones of time Like old men ageing, drifting, answering through their minds Under a bridge of peace of woods that don’t forget She stops and stares as if we’ve never met For all I know, this could be my destiny Searching every hour of each day Everything and nothing in my life wondering where you are Calling you Ben Karratt Rides Again So please — answer me, let me see Oh — what went wrong? You took so long! I’ve been spinning 'round, down and down Now — it really seems it’s all a dream All I want is all the life in me to be free Oh, the time has come to get things done I can waste no more, so move over You — you just bring me down with all your playing around So play the rules and keep it cool All I want is all the life in me to be free All I want is all the life in me to be free All I want is all the life in me to be free All I want is all the life in me to be free For all I know, this could be my destiny Searching every hour of each day Everything and nothing in my life wondering where you are Calling you, wanting you… Pro’s and Con’s Hey, Big Brenda You say there’s things that you don’t allow If you can’t take a gift from the horse’s mouth I want my money back right now Big black suspenders It really makes it seem so obscene All those great rolls of fat, just imagine that Paying for a piece of your dream Hey Big-boobed Barbara It’s a business doing pleasure with you I know that it’s late, but I just can’t wait La-di-da-di-da-di-dum-do Hey Easy Elsie You know that my mamelon’s for you It’s a strange sight, but have all you like Just let me know when you’re through Fat Flabby Freda An orgy of pure blubber and flesh From all that I see, I just cannot dream Why they say you’re six of the best Hey, Naughty Nora You say that it is bottom or bust I think that it’s true, you’re one of the few Whose service I can really trust Wraiks and Ladders This section is instrumental. Sneaking out the Bare Square This section is instrumental. All Sorts of Unmentionable Things This section is instrumental.