Lana Del Rey - Brooklyn Baby. Nowa piosenka z Ultraviolence [ AUDIO + TEKST + TŁUMACZENIE]

2014-06-10 16:03

Lana Del Rey- Brooklyn Baby. Piosenkarka zaprezentowała w sieci nowe piosenki z płyty Ultraviolence. Premiera nowego krążka planowana jest na 16 czerwca 2014. Przesłuchaj najnowszy utwór Lana Del Ray-Brooklyn baby z płyty Ultraviolence!

Lana Del Rey

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Autor: Archiwum serwisu

They say I'm too young to love you
I don't know what I need
They think I don't understand
The freedomland of the seventies

I think I'm too cool to know you
You say I'm like the ice I freeze
I'm churning out novels like
Beat poetry on amphetamines

I said... I said...
Well my boyfriend's in the band
He plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed
I've got feathers in my hair
I get down to Beat poetry

And my jazz collection's rare
I can play almost anything
I'm a Brooklyn baby
I'm a Brooklyn baby

They say I'm too young to love you
They say I'm too dumb to see
They judge me like a picture book
By the colors like they forgot to read

I think we're like fire and water
I think we're like wind and sea
You're burning up, im cooling down
You're up on town, your blind eye sees

But I'm free... But I'm free...
Well my boyfriend's in the band
He plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed
I've got feathers in my hair
I get down to Beat poetry

And my jazz collection's rare
I can play almost anything
I'm a Brooklyn baby
I'm a Brooklyn baby

I'm talking bout my generation
Talking bout that newer nation
And if you don't like it
You can beat it, beat it baby

You never liked the way I said it
If you don't get it then forget it
Cause I don't have to fucking explain it

And my boyfriend's in the band
He plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed
I've got feathers in my hair
I get high on hydroponic weed

And my jazz collection's rare
I get down to Beat poetry
I'm a Brooklyn baby
I'm a Brooklyn baby

Yeah my boyfriend's reall cool
But he's not as cool as me
Cause I'm Brooklyn baby
I'm Brooklyn baby

TŁUMACZENIE

Mówią, że jestem za młoda by Cię kochać
że nie wiem czego mi trzeba
Myslą, że nie rozumiem
Wolności lat siedemdziesiątych

Mój chłopak gra w zespole
Gra na gitarze gdy śpiewam Lou Reeda
Mam pióra we włosach
Zabieram się za poezję Beat Generation*

Jestem dzieckiem Brooklynu
Jestem dzieckiem Brooklynu

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