Brighton Belle Lyrics – Ralph McTell
Singer: Ralph McTell
Title: Brighton Belle
My Granddad drove a steam train
My father drove a truck
Right across North Africa
Taken prison at Tobruk
And when the war was over and he’d returned from hell
My Granddad got promoted to the pretty Brighton Belle
Her colour scheme was brown and cream
Some called it sand and sable
There were curtains at the windows
And a lamp on every table
Her job to drive all cares away, in luxury propel
Us from the tears the war torn years on the pretty Brighton Belle
The train stopped at the platform
Let out a cloud of steam
My father walked me through it
Like entering a dream
And he gave me to my Granddad and no one saw to tell
How I rode on the footplate of the pretty Brighton Belle
My mother pushed her bicycle
My father drove away
The railway went electric
Granddad went to work each day
In a clean shirt every morning and he came home clean as well
The best he said was when he quit the pretty Brighton Belle
In the middle of the platform
On East Croydon station
Standing in a glass case
Was an ancient stuffed Alsatian
Collecting for the orphans of the railway men who fell
In the war that came before the pretty Brighton Belle
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Brighton Belle – Terjemahan / Translation
Kakek saya mengendarai kereta uap
Ayah saya mengendarai truk
Tepat di seberang Afrika Utara
Diambil penjara di Tobruk
Dan ketika perang berakhir dan dia kembali dari neraka
Kakek saya dipromosikan menjadi Pretty Brighton Belle
Skema warnanya berwarna cokelat dan krem
Beberapa menyebutnya pasir dan sable
Ada tirai di jendela
Dan lampu di setiap meja
Pekerjaannya untuk mengusir semua perhatian, dalam propel mewah
Kami dari air mata perang yang robek tahun di Belle yang cantik Brighton
Kereta berhenti di peron
Mengeluarkan awan awan
Ayah saya memandu saya melewatinya
Seperti memasuki mimpi
Dan dia memberikan saya kepada kakek saya dan tidak ada yang melihat untuk memberi tahu
Bagaimana Saya Mengendarai Footplate dari Pretty Brighton Belle
Ibuku mendorong sepedanya
Ayah saya pergi
Kereta api menjadi listrik
Kakek pergi bekerja setiap hari
Dengan kemeja bersih setiap pagi dan dia pulang bersih juga
Yang terbaik yang dia katakan adalah ketika dia keluar dari Belle yang sangat Brighton
Di tengah platform
Di Stasiun Croydon Timur
Berdiri dalam kotak kaca
Adalah boneka Alsatian kuno
Mengumpulkan untuk anak yatim piatu kereta api yang jatuh
Dalam perang yang datang sebelum Belle yang cukup Brighton
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Lyrics Ralph McTell – Brighton Belle
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