Musí být nějaká cesta ven
Klaun zlodějovi říkal
Je tady uplný chaos
Ale nikdo kdoby mi pomahal
Podníkatelé pijí moje víno
Oráčy v mé zemi kopají
Tam na hranici neví nikdo
Kolík to stojí
Nemáš důvod být rozčilený
Řikal ten yloděj mile
hodně tady jsou okolo nás
kteří ví že žívot, žert je
Ale to náš osud není
Tak, nemáme mluvít falešně
Je pozdě, půlnoc už zvoní
Všudy na ty věží
Princy hlídali
Všechny ženy přišli, odešli
Sluhy bosi, taky šli
Ven, dost daleko
Lev zařval
Dva lidé na koních na cestě byli
vítr húlakal
Have fun kids!!!
So here's my hint:
And my apologies about the horrible Czech!
There must be some kind of way out of here
ReplyDeleteSaid the joker to the theif
There's too much confusion
I can't get no relief
Business men they drink my wine
Plowmen dig my earth
None will level on the wine
Nobody of it is worth
No reason to get exited
The thief he kindly spoke
There are many here among us
Who feel that life is but a joke
But you and I we've been through that
And this is not our fate
So let us talk falsely now
The hour's getting late
All along the watchtower
The princess kept the view
While all the women came
And went bare feet servants too
Outside in the cold distance
A wild cat did growl
Two riders were aproaching
And the wind began to howl
Written by Bob Dylan and yes, I left off the title!
There, are you happy??
love you, kiddo!!
Your version, more or less:
It must be some way out
Clown said the thief
There's a complete mess
But nobody helped me kdoby
Businessmen they drink my wine
Plowman kicking in my country
There on the border nobody knows
How much does it cost
You have no reason to be excited
He said he yloděj Mile
there are many around us
who knows that life is a joke
But it is our destiny
So, I do not talk falsely
It's late, midnight already ringing
Everywhere on the tower
Prince guarding
All women have come, gone
Barefoot servants, too, went
Outside, far enough
The lion roared
Two people riding on the road were
shouting wind