Hoyt Axton перевод Della And The Dealer

Hoyt Axton - Della And The Dealer
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Вот Делла с любимым, пёс по кличке Джек
И кот по имени Каламазу
Покинули город в пикапе
Отправились искать мечту
Они катили на запад, где дикое солнце
И койот поёт на луну
Делла с любимым, пёс по кличке Джек
И кот по имени Каламазу

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В старом Тусоне есть бар
Где ковбоям играл на гитаре
Блюзы мой старый приятель
По имени Рэнди Бун

Да Рэнди спел ей всего пару песен
У Деллы в глазах зажглись огоньки
Любимый схватил нож, пёс пистолет
А кот стал палить из кустов

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С её любимым шутки плохи, бандит
Приревновав Деллу к певцу
Он стал швырять стулья на пол
Поклявшись, что Бун умрет

И ситуация сложилась, погас неожиданно свет
Смертельно опасно стало в Тусоне
Две тени метнулись к чёрному выходу
А третья осталась лежать на полу

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Две тени в ту ночь бежали из города
А с ними собака и кот
И стали горячими шины пикапа
Так по дорогам неслись

Делла с любимым, пёс по кличке Джек
И кот по имени Каламазу
Оставив в Тусоне следы пикапа
Оставив свои мечты

Да, да, да

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В пустую...


It was Della and a dealer and a dog named Jake,
And a cat named Kalamazoo,
Left the city in a pick-up truck.
Gonna make some dreams come true.
Yeah, they rolled out west where the wild sun sets,
And the coyote bays at the moon.
Della and a dealer and a dog named Jake,
And a cat named Kalamazoo.

If that cat could talk, what tales he'd tell,
About Della and the Dealer and the dog as well.
But the cat was cool,
And he never said a mumbling word.

Down Tucson way there's a small cafe,
Where they play a little cowboy tune.
And the guitar picker was a friend of mine,
By the name of Randy Boone.

Yeah, Randy played her a sweet love song,
And Della got a fire in her eye.
The Dealer had a knife and the dog had a gun,
And the cat had a shot of rye.

If that cat could talk, what tales he'd tell,
About Della and the Dealer and the dog as well.
But the cat was cool,
And he never said a mumblin' word.

Yeah, the Dealer was a killer; he was evil and mean,
And he was jealous of the fire in her eyes.
He snorted his coke through a century note,
And he swore that Boone would die.

And the stage was set when the lights went out,
There was death in Tucson town.
Two shadows ran for the bar back door,
But one stayed on the ground.

If that cat could talk, what tales he'd tell,
About Della and the Dealer and the dog as well.
But the cat was cool,
And he never said a mumblin' word.

If that cat could talk, what tales he'd tell,
About Della and the Dealer and the dog as well.
But the cat was cool,
And he never said a mumblin' word.

Two shadows ran from the bar that night,
And a dog and a cat ran too.
And the tires got hot on the pickup truck,
As down the road they flew.

It was Della and her lover and a dog named Jake,
And a cat named Kalamazoo.
Left Tucson in a pickup truck.
Gonna make some dreams come true.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

If that cat could talk, what tales he'd tell,
About Della and the Dealer and the dog as well.
But the cat was cool,
And he never said a mumblin' word.

To fade.