A keresés eredménye

everybody wants to be a cat

everybody wants to be a cat
because only a creature like a cat digs every prank
 
(tell me,)
why does everyone sing in this beat?
because everything is wretched without this
it's just a planted cat!
 
a trumpet player
sounds so bad
when he just breathes
 
but when a cat practices
the song already plays itself
without any deliberate effort
 
I heard birds that tried to sing
but not one of them had the knack to dance like a cat
why do something inappropriate?
because everyone wants to be a cat
 
a trumpet player
sounds so bad
when he just breathes
 
(ho, rinki tinki tinki)
 
when a cat practices
the song already plays itself
like from father to son
 
(ho, rinki tinki tinki)
 
yes, everybody wants to be a cat
because only a creature like a cat digs every prank
so let's all sing in this beat
because everything else is wretched without this
 
(hey, guys, let's go! let's raise the roof!)
(that's brilliant!)
 
(Shanghai, Hong Kong, wonton soup,
quick, cats to power. what do you think?)
 
(will you dance with me, Duchess?)
(yes, I'd love to, Thomas)
 
(cool, Mom, cool)
(come on, small cat, toot)
(gee, that's off key!)
(he's just practicing)
 
(terrific)
if you want to endear yourself
just play with all your heart
and also put some soul into the song
 
then play a different scale
I won't give up either
toot some sounds and soon...
 
everyone will want to join
to sing with such a caressing voice
under the streetlight
and listen there from close up
 
everybody, yes, everybody, yes
everybody wants to be a cat
 
halleluja!
everybody, yes, everybody, yes
everybody wants to be a cat
 
everybody, yes, everybody, yes
everybody wants to be a cat
everybody, yes, everybody, yes
everybody wants to be a cat
everybody, yes, everybody, yes
everybody wants to be a cat
 
halleluja
 
everybody, yes, everybody, yes
everybody wants to be a cat
 

Tough cat with a moustache

If I had now, delicious and fresh
Two fish now
The whole country would be mine
 
I'm a tough cat
Cat with a moustache
Themos the tough
Tough and women's guy
I'm casually wandering
Like I'm a tourist
Full of dust
And don't query
I'm walking around neighborhoods
Like I'm a boss
Oh, yeah
And just like this
I'm known everywhere
Simple circles and the aristocratic ones
Because I'm a tough cat
Cat with a moustache
Themos the tough
Tough and women's guy
 
The world's boss
Prince and king
Duke of laziness
And of unconcern
That's why everyone knows
My first name
Calcutta and Rome
Caracas and Bonn
Even in Greece it's known
 
7 lives I have to live
But it would be even better
If I had one more
Wherever I stand
I have nothing to be afraid of
I'm dancing, I'm laughing
I'm doing good to everyone
And many times
I pretend I'm crazy
Because, yeah
I'm a tough cat
Cat with a moustache
Themos the tough
Tough and women's guy
It's right, I'm all these things
Yeah
 

Everybody wants to be a cat

Scat Cat:
Everybody wants to be a cat
Because a cat, when it's a cat, always lands on its feet
 
O'Malley:
It's true!
Everyone's prickly when it's not rhythmic
After that, everything seems obsolete
 
Scat Cat:
It's like ankle boots with buttons
 
O'Malley
He rings as soon as he plays
His trumpet that drives you crazy
 
Scat Cat
It swings like a foot*
 
O'Malley
Oh yes, it's worse than boredom
Oh la la, my friends
 
Scat Cat:
What a calamity!
Za za za ole
 
O'Malley
It's like between these guys who want to sing
 
Scat Cat
. . .
 
The Italian Cat
Who would still dance the jig with braids
 
Scat Cat & O'Malley
. . . when everyone wants to become a cat?
He messes up whatever he plays
Soon it drives you crazy
It swings like a foot
 
O'Malley
Oh rinky tinky tinky
 
Scat Cat & O'Malley
Yes, it`s worse than boredom
Oh la la, my friends
What calamity!
 
Marie
Oh rinky tinky tinky
 
Marie & O`Malley
Everybody wants to be a cat
Because a cat, when he`s a cat, falls on his feet
A jazz player that quickly becomes an acrobat
Yes, everyone who is mad for the swing of the cats
 
The Siamese
Shanghai, Hong Kong, Egg Fu Yung
Must always be in the norm
Hahaha, that`s some hot!
 
Duchess
I'd prefer more passion
More heart and withdrawal
More colors in this song
 
O'Malley
We simply have to change keys
 
Scat Cat
Adjusting, that would please me
Because I love making beautiful variations
 
O`Malley
The other cats will assemble
In the poory lit street
The big night will begin
 
Duchess
We`ll leave them in the shadow to be in love
 
Scat Cat's gang
Everybody, everybody
Everybody wants to be a cat
Hallelujah (x3)
Everybody wants to be a cat
Come on, louder
Everybody, everybody
Everybody wants to be a cat
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Everybody wants to be a cat
Everybody, everybody
Everybody wants to be a cat
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Everybody
 

Climb the Musical Ladder

Climb the musical ladder
In year one of art
we take lessons
to know that every note has a specific tone
Let the voices come from your heart
so loud, up high
when you are singing in the piano lesson
 
If you are keen every day
on practising
You will play much better
incredibly
A closed door?
get a sol key
and just open it
when you do your homework
with devotion
 
Climb the ladder..
 
Climb the musical ladder
Do mi so do
Do so mi do
You will find at the end of the ladder
a closed door
That cannot be opened except with a sol key
If we're clever
we'd learn fast
that art is based on foundations
We must learn
To read notes and [art] books
 
Let me know if you have any questions about my translation. Good luck.
Vel

Sabaawy The Moody Cat

I love life
no matter how it is
A delicious fish
with sharp bones
 
I am Qais ibn Al-Mulawah1
An eloquent poet
with a groovy mood
And I mind my business
but I'm moody
 
My ambitions have no limit
And I go for years
without taking anything seriously
I am free, not a prisoner
Every day I choose a path
so that it's different than the one before
Yes!
And I tell my friends
with a bold heart
about a beautiful cat with an innocent face
 
I am Qais ibn Al-Mulawah1
An eloquent poet
with a groovy mood
Volatile2
and moody
 
[Monsieur, it seems that you are very famous]
[Of course, I am such a playboy]
 
The boss of the streets
The prince of joy
The CEO of the squares on the streets
The world is a carpet
if you can walk it
then you've found the way
From Rome till the Max3
And the other way around
To Paris,
Yes, in the Champs-Élysées!
 
[whoa boy! A street cat]
[Shh! Listen!]
 
Like the butterflies, I'm poor
I can't [afford to] fly
I get my rights using my power
and with the signal of a finger
I don't care where I go
Why would I bother myself?
Wherever I go,
I will find ahome
Life is sweet, no matter how much one suffers
Who am I?
 
I am Qais ibn Al-Mulawah1
An eloquent poet
with a groovy mood
Volatile2
and moody
 
Exactly!
Sabaawy
The alley cat
Yes!
 
[Bravo! Very nice, you are very talented!
Thank you, what's your name then?
My name is Duchess
Duchess? Wonderful!]
 

• Here the word is 'Sabaawy' which is the name of the cat singing the song, so, his name itself means volatile/unpredictable/moody
• 3. A neighborhood in Alexandria, Egypt.

Let me know if you have any questions about my translation. Good luck.
Vel