Где Дух Господень - там Свобода (с)
Что-то Hair в оригинале мне как-то не особо... То ли то впечатление от исполнения "Волос" театром Стаса Намина было сильнее, потому что было под настроение, то ли не пойму отчего так... Но сейчас такое впечатление, что некоторые номера вообще никогда не слышала, а другие с трудом узнаю. Правда, "Привет, вредные газы" ( в оригинале "Air") подпела.))
А выше есть русский текст.
Hair - Hair
She asks me why
I'm just a hairy guy
I'm hairy noon and night
Hair that's a fright
I'm hairy high and low
Don't ask me why
Don't know
It's not for lack of break
Like the Grateful Dead
Darling
Gimme head with hair
Long beautiful hair
Shining, gleaming,
Streaming, flaxen, waxen
Give me down to there hair
Shoulder length or longer
Here baby, there mama
Everywhere daddy daddy
Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
Flow it, show it
Long as God can grow it
My hair
Let it fly in the breeze
And get caught in the trees
Give a home to the fleas in my hair
A home for fleas
A hive for bees
A nest for birds
There ain't no words
For the beauty, the splendor, the wonder
Of my...
Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
Flow it, show it
Long as God can grow it
My hair
I want it long, straight, curly, fuzzy
Snaggy, shaggy, ratty, matty
Oily, greasy, fleecy
Shining, gleaming, streaming
Flaxen, waxen
Knotted, polka-dotted
Twisted, beaded, braided
Powdered, flowered, and confettied
Bangled, tangled, spangled, and spaghettied!
Oh say can you see
My eyes if you can
Then my hair's too short
Down to here
Down to there
Down to where
It stops by itself
They'll be ga ga at the go go
When they see me in my toga
My toga made of blond
Brilliantined
Biblical hair
My hair like Jesus wore it
Hallelujah I adore it
Hallelujah Mary loved her son
Why don't my mother love me?
Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
Flow it, show it
Long as God can grow it
My hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
Flow it, show it
Long as God can grow it
My hair
В русском переводе, ИМХО, смысл сохранён и к тексту переводчики отнеслись достаточно бережно.
Сравни ( заодно меня просветишь):
Песня "ВОЛОСЫ"
Возник вопрос
Зачем копна волос
Зачем они растут
И там и тут
Их на башке не счесть
Зачем они? Бог весть
Забудь ты свой вопрос
Слушай "Роллинг Стоунз"
Крошка, я совсем зарос
Как много волос
Настоящих
Длинных и блестящих
Стричь - напрасный труд
Пусть растут, растут
Чем длиннее, тем лучше
Веселей, красивей, круче
Во-ло-сы
Пусть летят они по ветру
Цепляются за ветки
Пусть играют детки
В волосах моих
Домик для вшей,
Птиц и мышей,
Коней, слонов,
Ослов, козлов
Достали вы нас своим вопросом
Во-ло-сы
Моих волос пусть будет много
Всяких разных
Жирных, грязных,
Чистых и пушистых, Путаных, лохматых,
Гнутых, мятых,
Жестких и торчащих,
Тонких, шелковистых,
Кучерявых и волнистых,
Вьющихся, прямых
И очень длинных
Если видно глаза
То мои волоса
Слишком коротки
Там и тут
Пусть растут
Стричь не надо
Лишний труд -
Сами растут
Может, вспомнят люди Бога
Как увидят мою тогу
Из блестящих настоящих
Библейских волос
Христос длинноволос
Богоматери на радость
Богоматерь понимает кайф
Не то, что моя мамаша.
Во-ло-сы!
Моем
Сушим
Иногда расчешем
Во-ло- сы!
When the moon is in the seventh house
and jupiter aligns with mars
The peace will guide the planets and love will steer the stars
this is the dawning of the age of aquarius
the age of aquarius
aquarius
aquarius
harmony and understanding
sympathy and trust abounding
no more falsehoods or derisions
golden living dreams of visions
mystic crystals revelations
and the minds true liberation
aquarius
aquarius
when the moon is in the seventh house
and jupiter aligns with mars
then peace will guide the planets
and love will steer the stars
this is the dawning of the age of aquarius
the age of aquarius
aquarius
aquarius
Welcome sulphur dioxide,
Hello carbon monoxide
The air, the air is everywhere
Breathe deep, while you sleep, breathe deep
Bless you alcohol bloodstream,
Save me nicotine lungsteen
Incense, incense is in the air
Breathe deep, while you sleep, breathe deep
Cataclysmic, cataplasm
Fall out atomic orgasm
Vapor and fume at the stone of my tomb
Breathe like a solemn perfume
Eating at the stone of my tomb
Welcome sulphur dioxide,
Hello carbon monoxide
The air, the air is everywhere
Breathe deep, while you sleep, breathe deep
Oh
Once upon a looking-for-Donna-time
There was a sixteen year old virgin
Oh Donna oh oh Donna oh oh oh
Looking for my Donna
I just got back from looking for Donna
San Francisco
Psychedelic urchin
Oh Donna oh oh Donna oh oh oh
Looking for my Donna
Have you seen
My sixteen year old tattooed woman
Heard a story
She got busted for her beauty oh oh oh
Oh oh!
Once upon a looking-for-Donna-time
There was a sixteen year old virgin
Oh Donna oh oh Donna oh oh oh
Looking for my Donna
I've been to India and saw the yogi light (lie?)
In South America the Indian smoke glows bright
I'm reincarnated and so are we all
And in this lifetime we'll rise
Before we fall
Before we fall
Once upon a looking-for-Donna-time
There was a sixteen year old virgin
Oh Donna oh oh Donna oh oh oh
Looking for my Donna
And I'm going to show her
Life on earth can be sweet
Gonna lay my mutated head (self) at her feet
And I'm gonna love her make love to her
Till the sky turns brown
I'm evolving I'm evolving
Through the drugs
That you put down
Once upon a looking-for-Donna-time
There was a sixteen year old virgin
Oh Donna oh oh Donna oh oh oh
Looking for my Donna
Looking for my Donna
Donna!
Om mane padme om
On mane padme om
Folding the flag means taking care of the nation.
Folding the flag is putting it to bed for the night.
I fell through a hole in the flag
I'm falling through a hole in the flag
Help!
Don't put it down
Best one around
Crazy for the red blue and white
Crazy for the red blue and white
You look at me
What do you see
Crazy for the white red and blue
Crazy for the white red and blue
Cause I look different
You think I'm subversive
Crazy for the blue white and red
Crazy for the blue white and red
My heart beats true
For the red white and blue
Crazy for the blue white and red
Crazy for the blue white and red
And yellow fringe
Crazy for the blue white red and yellow
I met a boy called Frank Mills
On September twelfth right here
In front of the Waverly
But unfortunately
I lost his address
He was last seen with his friend,A drummer, he resembles George Harrison of the Beatles
But he wears his hair
Tied in a small bow at the back
I love him but it embarrasses me
To walk down the street with him
He lives in Brooklyn somewhere
And wears this white crash helmet
He has gold chains on his leather jacket
And on the back is written the names
Mary
And Mom
And Hell's Angels
I would gratefullyAppreciate it if you see him tell him
I'm in the park with my girlfriend
And please
Tell him Angela and I
Don't want the two dollars back
Just him!
Good morning starshine, the earth says hello
you twinkle above us, we twinkle below
good morning starshine, you lead us along
my love and me
as we sing our
early morning singing song
gliddy glub gloopy nibby nabby noopy
la la la - lo lo
sabba sibbi sabba nooby aba naba
lee lee - lo lo
tooby ooby wala
nooby aba naba
early morning singing song
Good morning . . .
gliddy glub gloopy . . .
Singing a song, humming a song
singing a song
loving a song, laughing a song
singing a song
sing the song
song the sing
song song song sing
sing sing sing song
song song song sing
sing sing sing song
LBJ took the IRT
Down to 4th Street USA
When he got there
What did he see?
The youth of America on LSD
LBJ IRT
USA LSD
LSD LBJ
FBI CIA
FBI CIA
LSD LBJ
We starve-look at one another short of breath
walking proudly in our winter coats
wearing smells from laboratories
facing a dying nation of moving paper fantasy
listening for the new told lies
with supreme visions of lonely tunes
singing our space songs on a spider web sitar
life is around you and in you
answer from timothy leary deary
let the sunshine in
let the sunshine in
the sunshine in
let the sunshine in . . .
let the sunshine in . . .
We Starve-look at one another short of breath
Walking proudly in our winter coats
Wearing smells from laboartories
Facing a dying nation of moving papaer fantasy
Listening for the new told lies
With supreme visions of lonly tunes
Sining our space songs on a spider web sitarLife is around you and in you
Answer from Timothy Leary deary
Let the sunshine
Let the sunshine in
The sunshine in
Let the sunshineLet the sunshine in
The sunshine in
Let the sunshine
Let the sunshine in
The sunshine in
Manchester England
Manchester England England
Across the Atlantic Sea
And I'm a genius genius
I believe in God
And I believe that God
Believes in Claude
That's me that's me
Claude Hooper Bukowski
Finds that it's groovy
To hide in a movie
Pretends he's Fellini
And Antonioni
And also his countryman Roman Polanski
All rolled into one
One Claud Hooper Bukowski
Now that I've dropped out
Why is life dreary dreary
Answer my weary query
Timothy Leary dearie
Oh Manchester England England
Across the Atlantic Sea
And I'm a genius genius
I believe in God
And I believe that God
Believes in Claude
That's me (that's he)
That's me (that's he)
That's me (that's he)
That's me