Lyrics Ирма Отто - Summertime
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Summertime,
And the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high.
Your daddy's rich
And your mamma's good lookin'
So hush little baby
Don't you cry.
One of these mornings
You're going to rise up singing
Then you'll spread your wings
And you'll take to the sky.
But till that morning
There's a'nothing can harm you
With daddy and mamma standing by.
Summertime,
And the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high.
Your daddy's rich
And your mamma's good lookin'
So hush little baby
Don't you cry.
ДОСЛОВНЫЙ ПЕРЕВОД
Летний день
Эта жизнь так прекрасна
Рыба играет
На полях урожай.
Твой папа богач
Твоя мама красотка
Малыш, спи спокойно,
Спи, не плачь.
Однажды утром
Ты выпорхнешь гордо с песней
И взмахнув крылом,
В сине небо взлетишь.
Но в это утро,
Нет причин для тревоги,
Ведь папа и мама, здесь с тобой.
Летний день
Эта жизнь так прекрасна
Рыба играет
На полях урожай.
Твой папа богач
Твоя мама красотка
Малыш, спи спокойно,
Спи, не плачь.
And the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high.
Your daddy's rich
And your mamma's good lookin'
So hush little baby
Don't you cry.
One of these mornings
You're going to rise up singing
Then you'll spread your wings
And you'll take to the sky.
But till that morning
There's a'nothing can harm you
With daddy and mamma standing by.
Summertime,
And the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high.
Your daddy's rich
And your mamma's good lookin'
So hush little baby
Don't you cry.
ДОСЛОВНЫЙ ПЕРЕВОД
Летний день
Эта жизнь так прекрасна
Рыба играет
На полях урожай.
Твой папа богач
Твоя мама красотка
Малыш, спи спокойно,
Спи, не плачь.
Однажды утром
Ты выпорхнешь гордо с песней
И взмахнув крылом,
В сине небо взлетишь.
Но в это утро,
Нет причин для тревоги,
Ведь папа и мама, здесь с тобой.
Летний день
Эта жизнь так прекрасна
Рыба играет
На полях урожай.
Твой папа богач
Твоя мама красотка
Малыш, спи спокойно,
Спи, не плачь.
Summertime
And The Livin 'Is Easy
Fish Are Jumpin '
And The Cotton Is High.
Your Daddy's Rich
And Your Mamma's Good Lookin '
SO Hush Little Baby
Don't You Cry.
One of these Mornings
You're Going to Rise Up Singing
THEN YOU'LL Spread Your Wings
And You'll Take To the Sky.
But Till That Morning
There's a'nothing Can Harm You
With daddy and mamma standing by.
Summertime
And The Livin 'Is Easy
Fish Are Jumpin '
And The Cotton Is High.
Your Daddy's Rich
And Your Mamma's Good Lookin '
SO Hush Little Baby
Don't You Cry.
Literal translation
Summer day
This life is so beautiful.
Fish playing
In the fields of the harvest.
Your dad rich
Your mother is beauty
Kid, sleep quietly
Sleep, do not cry.
One morning
You will spin proudly with the song
And waving the wing,
In blue sky take off.
But this morning
No reasons for anxiety
After all, Dad and Mom, here with you.
Summer day
This life is so beautiful.
Fish playing
In the fields of the harvest.
Your dad rich
Your mother is beauty
Kid, sleep quietly
Sleep, do not cry.
And The Livin 'Is Easy
Fish Are Jumpin '
And The Cotton Is High.
Your Daddy's Rich
And Your Mamma's Good Lookin '
SO Hush Little Baby
Don't You Cry.
One of these Mornings
You're Going to Rise Up Singing
THEN YOU'LL Spread Your Wings
And You'll Take To the Sky.
But Till That Morning
There's a'nothing Can Harm You
With daddy and mamma standing by.
Summertime
And The Livin 'Is Easy
Fish Are Jumpin '
And The Cotton Is High.
Your Daddy's Rich
And Your Mamma's Good Lookin '
SO Hush Little Baby
Don't You Cry.
Literal translation
Summer day
This life is so beautiful.
Fish playing
In the fields of the harvest.
Your dad rich
Your mother is beauty
Kid, sleep quietly
Sleep, do not cry.
One morning
You will spin proudly with the song
And waving the wing,
In blue sky take off.
But this morning
No reasons for anxiety
After all, Dad and Mom, here with you.
Summer day
This life is so beautiful.
Fish playing
In the fields of the harvest.
Your dad rich
Your mother is beauty
Kid, sleep quietly
Sleep, do not cry.