Перевод песни The car was the one | Группа mark knopfler | Альбом Get lucky

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In summer '63 I was staying alive Hanging at the races, hoping to drive When they were done with the weekend and loading the cars I couldn't get a pass so I went to the bar

Летом 63-го я только и делал, Что проводил время на гонках в надежде погонять. Но у меня ничего не вышло, и когда в конце уикэнда Машины грузили на тягачи, я пошёл в бар.

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I'm up in the corner nursing a beer Who should come laughing and joking in here But Bobby Borwn, the winer of the sports car race With some friends and a girl, man, she lit up the place

Стою в уголке, потягивая пиво и тут, Кто вы думаете заходит с шутками и смехом? Никто иной как победитель в гонках спорткаров — Бобби Браун В компании друзей и девушки, От которой всё заведение наполнилось светом.

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Bobby was a wild boy, one summer He knocked down a motel wall with a hammer He'd do anything, one night for a bet He raced through the cornfields in a Corvette

Бобби был отрывным парнем, однажды летом Он кувалдой разнёс стену в мотеле. Он был готов на всё, однажды на спор он ночью промчался На спортивном Шевроле Корвет через кукурузное поле.

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I thought it's got to be a thrill to be like that With the beautiful girl and be king of the track But the truth is when all was said and done It was his Cobra I wanted, the car was the one It was his Cobra I wanted, the car was the one The car was the one, the car was the one

Я думал, это должно быть так клёво, Иметь такую красивую девушку и быть королём трассы, Но, по правде говоря, в конечном счёте То, что я хотел иметь, так это его Кобру1. Тачка для меня стояла на первом месте. Я хотел его Кобру. Тачка для меня была на первом месте. Тачка стояла на первом месте, она была главным желанием.

Mark knopfler

Get lucky

The car was the one English / Английский язык

In summer '63 I was staying alive Hanging at the races, hoping to drive When they were done with the weekend and loading the cars I couldn't get a pass so I went to the bar

I'm up in the corner nursing a beer Who should come laughing and joking in here But Bobby Borwn, the winer of the sports car race With some friends and a girl, man, she lit up the place

Bobby was a wild boy, one summer He knocked down a motel wall with a hammer He'd do anything, one night for a bet He raced through the cornfields in a Corvette

I thought it's got to be a thrill to be like that With the beautiful girl and be king of the track But the truth is when all was said and done It was his Cobra I wanted, the car was the one It was his Cobra I wanted, the car was the one The car was the one, the car was the one