Текст песни
Summertime,
Child, your living's easy.
Fish are, fish are jumping out
And the cotton, Lord,
Cotton's high, Lord so high.
Your dad's rich
And your ma is so good-looking, baby.
She's a-looking pretty fine to me now,
Hush, baby, baby, baby, baby now,
No, no, no, no, no, no, no,
Don't you cry, don't you cry.
One of these mornings
You're gonna rise, rise up singing,
You're gonna spread your wings, child,
And take, take to the sky,
Lord, the sky.
But until that morning,
Honey, n-n-nothing's going to harm you now,
No, no, no no, no no, no...
Don't you cry — cry.
Время лета, лето, лето...
Дитя мое, жизнь легка и прекрасна;
Рыбы кувыркаются в воде,
И хлопок, Боже -
Хлопок по кайфу... Боже... так кайфно...
Твой папа - богач,
А матушка - так хорошо выглядит...
О, она действительно такая красотка!
Ш-ш, детка, детка, детка, детка, детка,
Нет, нет, нет, нет,
Не плачь...
Однажды утром, я знаю,
Ты запоешь - и взлетишь, взмоешь ввысь,
Расправишь крылья -
И умчишься в открытое небо, дитя мое.
Боже... Небо.
Но до той поры,
Дитя мое, - ничто не причинит тебе вреда,
Так что - да,
Да, да, да, да, да, да, да, да, да, да, да, да,
Нет, нет, нет, нет, нет, нет, нет, нет, нет, нет, нет, нет,
Нет, нет, нет, нет, нет, нет, нет,
Не плачь...
Не... плачь...
Перевод песни
Summertime,
Child, your living's easy.
Fish are, fish are jumping out
And the cotton, Lord,
Cotton's high, Lord so high.
Your dad's rich
And your ma is so good-looking, baby.
She's a-looking pretty fine to me now,
Hush, baby, baby, baby, baby now,
No, no, no, no, no, no, no,
Don't you cry, don't you cry.
One of these mornings
You're gonna rise, rise up singing,
You're gonna spread your wings, child,
And take, take to the sky,
Lord, the sky.
But until that morning,
Honey, n-n-nothing's going to harm you now,
No, no, no no, no no, no ...
Don't you cry - cry.
Summer time, summer, summer ...
My child, life is easy and beautiful;
Fish tumble in the water
And cotton, God -
Clap high ... God ... so high ...
Your dad is rich
And mother looks so good ...
Oh, she really is such a beauty!
Shh, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby,
No no no no,
Do not Cry...
One morning I know
You will sing - and you will take off, soar up,
Spread your wings -
And you will rush into the open sky, my child.
God ... Heaven.
But until then
My child, nothing will harm you
So yes,
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes,
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,
No, no, no, no, no, no, no,
Do not Cry...
Do not Cry...