It was Christmas Eve babe
In the drunk tank
An old man said to me, won’t see another one
And then he sang a song
The Rare Old Mountain Dew
I turned my face away
And dreamed about you

Got on a lucky one
Came in eighteen to one
I’ve got a feeling
This year’s for me and you
So happy Christmas
I love you baby
I can see a better time
When all our dreams come true

They’ve got cars big as bars
They’ve got rivers of gold
But the wind goes right through you
It’s no place for the old
When you first took my hand
On a cold Christmas Eve
You promised me
Broadway was waiting for me

You were handsome
You were pretty
Queen of New York City
When the band finished playing
They howled out for more
Sinatra was swinging,
All the drunks they were singing
We kissed on a corner
Then danced through the night

The boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing “Galway Bay”
And the bells were ringing out
For Christmas day

You’re a bum
You’re a punk
You’re an old slut on junk
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
You scumbag, you maggot
You cheap lousy faggot
Happy Christmas your arse
I pray God it’s our last

I could have been someone
Well so could anyone
You took my dreams from me
When I first found you
I kept them with me babe
I put them with my own
Can’t make it all alone
I’ve built my dreams around you

Prevod pesme

Bajka o Njujorku

Bilo je Badnje veče, draga
U pritvoru za alkose
Jedan mi je starac rekao da,
Neće doživeti sledeće
A onda je otpevao pesmu
Ta retka stara planinska rosa
Okrenuo sam glavu
I o tebi sanjario

Posrećilo mi se
Osvojio sam sa osamnaest prema jedan
Imam osećaj
Da je ovo naša godina
I zato, srećan Božić
Volim te draga
Mogu da zamislim bolja vremena
Kad će se svi naši snovi ostvariti

Oni imaju kola
velika kao barovi
Oni imaju reke zlata
Ali taj vetar pravo kroz tebe prolazi
Tu starima nije mesto
Kad si me prvi put uzeo za ruku
Jedne hladne Badnje večeri
Obećao si mi da
me Brodvej čeka

Bio si zgodan
Bila si lepa
Kraljica grada Njujorka
Kada je bend prestao da svira
Tražili su još
Sinatra se njihao,
Svi pijanci su pevali
Mi smo se na ćošku ljubili
Oni su plesali kroz noć

Momci iz hora njujorške policije
Pevali su “Zaliv Galvej”
A zvona su oglašavala
da Božić je

Ti si skitnica
Ti si siledžija
Ti si stara kurva na heroinu
Ležiš tamo skoro mrtva sa iglom u veni na tom krevetu
Ti ološu, bedni crve
Jeftini vašljivi pederu
Srećan Božić malo sutra
Molim se Bogu da nam je poslednji

Mogao sam biti neko i nešto
Ma to može svako
Snove si mi uzeo
Kad sam tebe našla
Držao sam ih kod sebe draga
Stavio ih uz svoje
Ne možeš uspeti sasvim sama
Moji se snovi oko tebe vrte

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I just want to see you
When you’re all alone
I just want to catch you if I can
I just want to be there
When the morning light explodes
On your face it radiates
I cant escape
I love you till the end

I just want to tell you nothing
You don’t want to hear
All I want is for you to say
Why don’t you just take me
Where I’ve never been before
I know you want to hear me
Catch my breath
I love you till the end

I love you till the end

I love you till the end

I love you till the end

I just want to be there
When we’re caught in the rain
I just want to see you laugh not cry
I just want to feel you
When the night puts on its cloak
I’m lost for words, don’t tell me
Cause all I can say
I love you till the end

I love you till the end

I love you till the end

I love you till the end

Prevod na srpski

Volim te do kraja

Samo želim da te vidim
Kad si sasvim sama
Samo želim da te uhvatim ako mogu
Samo želim da budem tu
Kad jutarnje svetlo blesne
Na tvom licu ono zrači
Ne mogu pobeći
Volim te do kraja

Samo želim da ti ne kažem ništa
Što ne želiš čuti
Sve što želim je da kažeš
Zašto me prosto ne povedeš
Gde nikad nisam bila
Znam da želiš da me čuješ
Kako dišem
Volim te do kraja

Volim te do kraja

Volim te do kraja

Volim te do kraja

Samo želim da budem tu
Kad nas uhvati kiša
Samo želim da te vidim kako se smeješ a ne kako plačeš
Samo želim da te osetim
Kad noć navuče svoj veo
Nemam reči, nemoj mi reći
Jer sve što mogu da kažem je
Volim te do kraja

Volim te do kraja

Volim te do kraja

Volim te do kraja

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In Banbridge Town in the County Down
One morning last July,
Down a boreen green came a sweet colleen
And she smiled as she passed me by.
She looked so sweet from her two bare feet
To the sheen of her nut brown hair.
Such a coaxing elf, sure I shook myself
For to see I was really there.

[Chorus]
From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay and
From Galway to Dublin Town,
No maid I’ve seen like the brown colleen
That I met in the County Down.

As she onward sped, sure I scratched my head,
And I looked with a feelin’ rare,
And I say’s, say’s I, to a passer-by,
“Who’s the maid with the nut brown hair”?
He smiled at me and he says, say’s he,
“That’s the gem of Ireland’s crown.
It’s Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann,
She’s the star of the County Down”.

[Chorus]

At the Harvest Fair she’ll be surely there
And I’ll dress in my Sunday clothes,
With my shoes shone bright and my hat cocked
Right for a smile from my nut brown rose.
No pipe I’ll smoke, no horse I’ll yoke
Till my plough turns rust colored brown.
Till a smiling bride, by my own fireside
Sits the star of the County Down.

[Chorus]

Prevod pesme

Zvezda grofovije Daun

U Banbridž gradu u grofoviji Daun
Jednog jutra prošlog jula,
Zelenim putićem dođe jedna slatka deva
I nasmešila se dok je kraj mene prolazila
Sve je na njoj bilo slatko, od bosih stopala
Do sjajne kose boje oraha
Kakva zavodljiva šumska vila, protresao sam se
Da bih se uverio da to zapravo dešavalo se.

[Refren]
Od Bantri zaliva do Deri keja i
Od Galveja do Grada Dablina,
Nijedna deva koju sam ikada video nije bila kao ta brineta
Koju sam sreo u grofoviji Daun.

Dok je dalje žurila, po glavi sam se počešao,
I s nekim retkim osećanjem se zgledao,
I rekao, jednom prolazniku rekao,
“Ko je ta deva kose boje oraha”?
Nasmešio mi se i rekao, reče on,
“To je dragulj irske krune.
To je Rouzi Makan sa obale reke Ban,
Ona je zvezda grofovije Daun”.

[Refren]

Na žetvenom vašaru ona će sigurno biti
A ja ću svoje nedeljno odelo obući,
Sa uglancanim cipelama i nakrivljenom kapom
Za osmeh moje smeđe ruže spreman.
Neću lulu pušiti, neću konja upregnuti
Dok moj plug boju rđe ne dobije.
Dok kao nasmešena mlada, kraj mog ognjišta
Ne bude sedela zvezda grofovije Daun.

[Refren]

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