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Boneca na vitrine de Cash

Karan Casey

Doll In Cash’s Window

I’ll take Johnny, I’ll take him up the dyke
I’ll take Johnny walking
And I’ll dress him in blue and white

He was the doll with the dee-doll dearo
He was the boy with the curly hair
He was the doll in Cash’s Window
No bad eye on my Johnny
Daddy, he’s a sailor
You’re the apple of his eye
I’ll sew a suit like Daddy’s
As blue as the summer sky

He was the doll with the dee-doll dearo
He was the boy with the curly hair
He was the doll in Cash’s Window
No bad eye on my Johnny

I met with Kitty Maloney
In the Coal Quay yesterday
She said you were me
Daza with eyes like Hadji Bey

He was the doll with the dee-doll dearo
He was the boy with the curly hair
He was the doll in Cash’s Window
No bad eye on my Johnny

Hup san áirde Johnny, léim suas go dtí an ré
Gheoir-se cailín giobalach agus teir-se ‘damhsa lei

He was the doll with the dee-doll dearo
He was the boy with the curly hair
He was the doll in Cash’s Window
No bad eye on my Johnny

When your Da comes from dailing
He’ll bring you a féirín
A ship rigged in a bottle
Just for his own Johneen

Chorus

Boneca na vitrine de Cash

Eu vou pegar o Johnny, vou levá-lo pelo caminho
Eu vou levar o Johnny para passear
E vou vesti-lo de azul e branco

Ele era a boneca com o doce doce
Ele era o garoto de cabelos cacheados
Ele era a boneca na vitrine de Cash
Nenhum mau olho no meu Johnny
Papai, ele é um marinheiro
Você é a menina dos olhos dele
Vou costurar um terno como o do papai
Tão azul quanto o céu de verão

Ele era a boneca com o doce doce
Ele era o garoto de cabelos cacheados
Ele era a boneca na vitrine de Cash
Nenhum mau olho no meu Johnny

Eu encontrei a Kitty Maloney
No Coal Quay ontem
Ela disse que você era eu
Daza com olhos como Hadji Bey

Ele era a boneca com o doce doce
Ele era o garoto de cabelos cacheados
Ele era a boneca na vitrine de Cash
Nenhum mau olho no meu Johnny

Hup san áirde Johnny, léim suas go dtí an ré
Gheoir-se cailín giobalach agus teir-se 'damhsa lei

Ele era a boneca com o doce doce
Ele era o garoto de cabelos cacheados
Ele era a boneca na vitrine de Cash
Nenhum mau olho no meu Johnny

Quando seu pai voltar do trabalho
Ele vai te trazer um brinquedo
Um navio montado em uma garrafa
Só para o seu próprio Johneen

Refrão

Composição: Pat Daly