Videoklip
Lirika
It was Christmas Eve, babe
– Bu Rojdestvo arafasi edi, go’dak
In the drunk tank
– Mast idishda
An old man said to me
– Bir chol menga dedi
“Won’t see another one”
– “Boshqasini ko’rmaydi”
And then he sang a song
– Va keyin u qo’shiq kuyladi
‘The Rare Old Mountain Dew’
– ‘Noyob Eski Tog ‘Shudringi’
I turned my face away
– Men yuzimni burdim
And dreamed about you
– Va siz haqingizda orzu qilgan
Got on a lucky one
– Omadga erishdim
Came in eighteen-to-one
– O’n sakkizdan biriga keldi
I’ve got a feeling
– Menda bir tuyg’u bor
This year’s for me and you
– Bu yil men va siz uchun
So, Happy Christmas
– Shunday Qilib, Rojdestvo Muborak
I love you, baby
– Men seni sevaman, bolam
I can see a better time
– Men yaxshiroq vaqtni ko’ra olaman
When all our dreams come true
– Barcha orzularimiz amalga oshganda
They’ve got cars big as bars, they’ve got rivers of gold
– Ularda barlar kabi katta mashinalar bor, ularda oltin daryolar bor
But the wind goes right through you, it’s no place for the old
– Ammo shamol sizdan o’tib ketadi, bu eskilar uchun joy emas
When you first took my hand on a cold Christmas Eve
– Siz birinchi marta sovuq Rojdestvo arafasida qo’limni olganingizda
You promised me Broadway was waiting for me
– Siz menga va’da berdingiz Brodvey meni kutmoqda
You were handsome, you were pretty, queen of New York City
– Siz chiroyli edingiz, chiroyli edingiz, Nyu-York malikasi
When the band finished playing, they howled out for more
– Frans o’ynab tugagach, ular ko’proq uchun chiyilladi
Sinatra was swinging, all the drunks, they were singing
– Sinatra hilpiragan edi, barcha mast, ular qo’shiq qilindi
We kissed on a corner, then danced through the night
– Biz burchakda o’pdik, keyin tun bo’yi raqsga tushdik
The boys of the NYPD choir were singing “Galway Bay”
– NYPD xor o’g’il qo’shiq qilindi ” Galvey Bay”
And the bells were ringing out for Christmas Day
– Va Rojdestvo kuni uchun qo’ng’iroqlar jiringladi
You’re a bum, you’re a punk, you’re an old slut on junk
– Siz ahmoqsiz, siz punksiz, siz arzimas eski fohishasiz
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
– O’sha to’shakda tomchilab o’lik holda yotish
You scumbag, you maggot, you cheap, lousy faggot
– Siz scumbag, siz maggot, siz arzon, uchramoqda Fagot
Happy Christmas, your arse, I pray God it’s our last
– Rojdestvo muborak, eshaging, Xudoga ibodat qilaman bu bizning oxirgimiz
The boys of the NYPD choir, still singing “Galway Bay”
– NYPD xor o’g’il, hali qo’shiq ” Galvey Bay”
And the bells are ringing out for Christmas Day
– Va Rojdestvo kuni uchun qo’ng’iroqlar jiringlamoqda
“I could have been someone”, well, so could anyone
– “Men kimdir bo’lishim mumkin edi”, kimdir ham shunday bo’lishi mumkin edi
You took my dreams from me when I first found you
– Sizni birinchi marta topganimda orzularimni mendan oldingiz
I kept them with me, babe, I put them with my own
– Men men bilan ularni saqlab, Boba, men o’z bilan ularni qo’yish
Can’t make it all alone, I’ve built my dreams around you
– Hammasini yolg’iz qila olmayman, men sizning atrofingizda orzularimni qurdim
The boys of the NYPD choir, still singing “Galway Bay”
– NYPD xor o’g’il, hali qo’shiq ” Galvey Bay”
And the bells are ringing out for Christmas Day
– Va Rojdestvo kuni uchun qo’ng’iroqlar jiringlamoqda
