luni, 29 august 2011

Whisky in the Jar

Anul trecut cam pe vremea asta ma aflam in Dublin si fiica mea a tinut sa mergem sa vedem un spectacol de muzica si dansuri irlandeze. Daca mi-ati citit jurnalul stiti si la ce hotel era acel restaurant, am sa spun numai ca printre cantecele interpretate acolo a fost si f popularul Whisky in the Jar. Am mai ascultat acest cantec si in Killarney, dar marturisesc ca niciodata nu ma fost in stare sa inteleg versurile. Abia asta seara, vazand pe pagina de fb a cuiva postata varianta cu Metallica am fost curioasa sa le caut si am vazut ca in varianta traditionala, cu The Dubliners, e vorba de un fel de haiduc care a jefuit un capitan englez (fiind astfel considerat un patriot) dar a fost tradat de iubita sa si a ajuns la inchisoare. Bineinteles ca mie imi place mai mult varianta traditionala dar nah, gusturile nu se discuta.

N-am sa traduc versurile, nu cred ca se va supara cineva, dar poate veti observa ca apar acolo atat Cork cat si Killarney

As I was a goin' over the far famed Kerry mountains
I met with captain Farrell and his money he was counting
I first produced my pistol and I then produced my rapier
Saying "Stand and deliver" for he were a bold deceiver

musha ring dumma do damma da
whack for the daddy 'ol
whack for the daddy 'ol
there's whiskey in the jar

I counted out his money and it made a pretty penny
I put it in me pocket and I took it home to Jenny
She sighed and she swore that she never would deceive me
But the devil take the women for they never can be easy


I went up to my chamber, all for to take a slumber
I dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure 't was no wonder
But Jenny drew me charges and she filled them up with water
Then sent for captain Farrell to be ready for the slaughter


't was early in the morning, just before I rose to travel
Up comes a band of footmen and likewise captain Farrell
I first produced me pistol for she stole away me rapier
I couldn't shoot the water, so a prisoner I was taken


Now there's some take delight in the carriages a rolling
and others take delight in the hurling and the bowling
but I take delight in the juice of the barley
and courting pretty fair maids in the morning bright and early


If anyone can aid me 't is my brother in the army
If I can find his station in Cork or in Killarney
And if he'll go with me, we'll go rovin' through Killkenny
And I'm sure he'll treat me better than my own a-sporting Jenny

Ce mi-a placut mie in Dublin era ca multi clienti cantau in cor impreuna cu solista, in Killarney atmosfera a fost ceva mai inghetata.

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