Camptown Races
De Camptown Races (bil-Malti: It-Tiġrijiet Camptown) jew Gwine to Run all Night (bil-Malti: Se Niġri Tul il-Lejl Sħiħ, magħrufa sempliċement bħala Camptown Races, hija kanzunetta ta' minstrel miktuba u komposta mill-kompożitur Amerikan Stephen Foster f'nofs is-seklu dsatax. Ġiet ippubblikata fi Frar tal-1850 minn F. D. Benteen, u verżjoni differenti b'akkumpanjament tal-kitarra nħarġet fl-1852 bit-titlu 'The Celebrated Ethiopian Song/Camptown Races' (bil-Malti: Id-Diska Etjopjana Ċelebrata/Tiġrijiet Camptown). Għalkemm ma kisbitx suċċess mill-ewwel[1], il-kanzunetta eventwalment saret waħda mill-aktar popolari tal-ġeneru tal-Amerikana u tal-mużika popolari.
Il-Lirika
[immodifika | immodifika s-sors]Il-Lirika Oriġinali
[immodifika | immodifika s-sors]De Camptown ladies sing dis song, Doo-dah! doo-dah! De Camptown race-track five miles long, Oh, doo-dah day! I come down dah wid my hat caved in, Doo-dah! doo-dah! I go back home wid a pocket full of tin, Oh, doo-dah day!
KOR: Gwine to run all night! Gwine to run all day! I’ll bet my money on de bob-tail nag, Somebody bet on de bay.
De long tail filly and de big black hoss, Doo-dah! doo-dah! Dey fly de track and dey both cut across, Oh, doo-dah-day! De blind hoss sticken in a big mud hole, Doo-dah! doo-dah! Can’t touch bottom wid a ten foot pole, Oh, doo-dah-day!
KOR
Old muley cow come on to de track, Doo-dah! doo-dah! De bob-tail fling her ober his back, Oh, doo-dah-day! Den fly along like a rail-road car, Doo-dah! doo-dah! Runnin’ a race wid a shootin’ star, Oh, doo-dah-day!
KOR
See dem flyin’ on a ten mile heat, Doo-dah doo-dah! Round de race track, den repeat, Oh, doo-dah-day! I win my money on de bob-tail nag, Doo-dah! doo-dah! I keep my money in an old tow-bag, Oh, doo-dah-day!
KOR[2]
Il-Lirika Moderna
[immodifika | immodifika s-sors]Camptown ladies sing this song, Doo-dah! doo-dah! Camptown race-track five miles long, Oh, doo-dah day! I come down here with my hat caved in, Doo-dah! doo-dah! I go back home with a pocket full of tin, Oh, doo-dah day!
KOR: Gonna run all night! Gonna run all day! I’ll bet my money on the bob-tail nag, Somebody bet on the bay.
The long tail filly and the big black hoss, Doo-dah! doo-dah! They fly the track and they both cut across, Oh, doo-dah-day! The blind hoss sticken in a big mud hole, Doo-dah! doo-dah! Can’t touch bottom with a ten foot pole, Oh, doo-dah-day!
KOR
Old muley cow come on to the track, Doo-dah! doo-dah! The bob-tail fling her over his back, Oh, doo-dah-day! Then fly along like a rail-road car, Doo-dah! doo-dah! Runnin’ a race with a shootin’ star, Oh, doo-dah-day!
KOR
See them flyin’ on a ten mile heat, Doo-dah doo-dah! Round the race track, then repeat, Oh, doo-dah-day! I win my money on the bob-tail nag, Doo-dah! doo-dah! I keep my money in an old tow-bag, Oh, doo-dah-day!
KOR[3]
Referenzi
[immodifika | immodifika s-sors]- ^ "Camptown Races POLKA". The Session (bl-Ingliż). (2005). Miġbur 24-01-2024. Iċċekkja l-valuri tad-data f':
|data-aċċess=u|data=(għajnuna) - ^ "Camptown Races". Song of America (bl-Ingliż). Miġbur 2024-01-24.
- ^ "Camptown Races: Song Lyrics and Sound Clip". www.songsforteaching.com. Miġbur 2024-01-25.