Текст песни Mark Knopfler and Emmylou Harris - Red Staggerwing
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If I was a staggerwing plane A staggerwing painted red I'd fly over to your house, baby Buzz you in your bed If I was a taperwing A taperwing painted blue I'd be barrel-rolling over you You're gonna need a rider anyhow Let me be your rider now If I was a maserati A red 300s I'd ride around to your house, baby Give you a driving test If I was a mustang racer White with a stripe of blue You could ride me, baby Whenever you wanted to You're gonna need a rider anyhow Let me be your rider now If I was a fender guitar A fender painted red You could play me, darlin' Until your fingers bled If I was one of them gibsons Like a '58 or '9 You could plug me in And play me any time You're gonna need a rider anyhow Let me be your rider now If I was a motorcycle A Vincent red rapide I'd ride around to your house, baby Get you up to speed If I was a short track racer I'd be an Indian You could ride me around And ride me around again You're gonna need a rider anyhow Let me be your rider now You're gonna need a rider anyhow Let me be your rider now КРАСНЫЙ САМОЛЕТ Терминов staggerwing и tapperwing я в Лингве не нашла. Если бы я был STAGGERWING самолетом, С крыльями, покрашенными в красный цвет, Я бы полетел к твоему дому, крошка, Жжужал бы тебе в кровати, Если бы я был taperwing taperwing, покрашенный в голубой цвет, Я бы носился над тобой на большой скорости, Во всяком случае, тебе нужен наездник, Позволь мне быть сейчас твоим наездником. Если бы я был "мазерати", Трехсотый красный, Я бы приехал к твоему дому,крошка, Провел бы для тебя урок вождения. Если бы я был наездником, участвующим в скачках на мустанге, В белом костюме с голубыми полосками, Ты могла бы скакать со мной крошка Всякий раз, когда хотела. Во всяком случае, тебе нужен наездник, Позволь мне быть сейчас твоим наездником, Если бы я был fender гитарой, Гитарой, покрашенной в красный цвет, Ты могла бы играть на мне, дорогая, Играть до тех пор, пока твои пальцы бы не кровоточили, Если бы я был наушниками "58-ми или "9-ми, Ты могла бы вставить меня в уши И слушать в любое время. Во всяком случае, тебе нужен наездник, Позволь мне быть сейчас твоим наездником, Если бы я был мотоциклом, Красным скорстным "Винсентом", Я бы катался вокруг твоего дома, крошка, И разгонял бы тебя до большой скорости. Если бы я был гонщиком на короткие дистанции, Я был бы выходцем из Индии, Ты могла бы кататься со мной, Кататься со мной вновь и вновь. Во всяком случае, тебе нужен наездник, Позволь мне быть твоим наездником. Во всяком случае, тебе нужен наездник, Позволь мне быть твоим наездником. Людмила Ломоносова Смотрите также:
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If I was a staggerwing plane
A staggerwing painted red
I'd fly over to your house, baby
Buzz you in your bed
If I was a taperwing
A taperwing painted blue
I'd be barrel-rolling over you
You're gonna need a rider anyhow
Let me be your rider now
If I was a maserati
A red 300s
I'd ride around to your house, baby
Give you a driving test
If I was a mustang racer
White with a stripe of blue
You could ride me, baby
Whenever you wanted to
You're gonna need a rider anyhow
Let me be your rider now
If I was a fender guitar
A fender painted red
You could play me, darlin '
Until your fingers bled
If I was one of them gibsons
Like a '58 or '9
You could plug me in
And play me any time
You're gonna need a rider anyhow
Let me be your rider now
If I was a motorcycle
A Vincent red rapide
I'd ride around to your house, baby
Get you up to speed
If I was a short track racer
I'd be an Indian
You could ride me around
And ride me around again
You're gonna need a rider anyhow
Let me be your rider now
You're gonna need a rider anyhow
Let me be your rider now
Red plane
Terms and staggerwing tapperwing I lingua not found.
If I was STAGGERWING plane
With wings, painted in red,
I would fly to your house, baby,
Zhzhuzhal not you in bed,
If I was taperwing
taperwing, painted in blue color
I would have hovered over you at high speed,
Anyway, you need a rider,
Now let me be your rider.
If I was a & quot; & quot ;, Maserati
Three hundred red,
I would come to your house, baby,
For you would have spent driving lesson.
If I was a rider participating in the races for the Mustang,
In a white suit with blue stripes,
You could ride with me baby
Whenever she wanted.
Anyway, you need a rider,
Now let me be your rider,
If I was a fender guitar
Guitar, colored in red,
You could play with me, dear,
Play for as long as your fingers would not bleed,
If I had headphones
& Quot; 58-bit or & quot; 9-mi,
You could insert in my ears
And listen to at any time.
Anyway, you need a rider,
Now let me be your rider,
If I were a motorcycle,
Red skorstnym & quot; & quot ;, Vincent
I would ride around your house, baby,
And you would have clocked up speed.
If I was a driver for a short distance,
I would have been a native of India,
You could ride with me,
Ride with me again and again.
Anyway, you need a rider,
Let me be your rider.
Anyway, you need a rider,
Let me be your rider.
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