Walt Whitman's Niece TRADUÇÃO - Wilco (Impressão)

Walt Whitman's Niece

Last night or the night before that (I won't say which night)

A seaman friend of mine (I'll not say which seaman)

Walked up to a big old building (I won't say which building)

And would not have walked up the stairs (not to say which stairs)

If there had not have been two girls

(Leaving out the names of those two girls)

I recall a door, a big long room (I'll not tell which room)

I remember a deep blue rug (but I can't say which rug)

A girl took down a book of poems (not to say which book of poems)

As she read I laid my head (and I can't tell which head)

Down in her lap (and I can mention which lap)

[Spoken:]

My seaman buddy and his girl moved off

After a couple of pages, and there I was

All night long, laying and listening

And forgetting the poems

And as well as I could recall

Or my seaman buddy could recollect

The girl had told us that she was a niece of Walt Whitman

But not which niece

And it takes a night and a girl

And a book of this kind

A long long time to find its way back

[Harmonica solo over verse chords]

Last night or the night before that (I won't say which night)

A seaman friend of mine (I'll not say which seaman)

Walked up to a big old building (I won't say which building)

And would not have walked up the stairs (not to say which stairs)

If there had not have been two girls

(Leaving out the names of those two girls)

Yes, I recall a door, a big long room (I'll not tell which room)

I remember a deep blue rug (but I can't say which rug)

A girl took down a book of poems (not to say which book of poems)

As she read I laid my head (and I can't tell which head)

Down in her lap (and I can mention which lap)

[Fade out: guitar solo over verse]

A Sobrinha de Walt Whitman

Na noite passada ou na noite anterior (não vou dizer qual noite)

Um amigo marinheiro meu (não vou dizer qual marinheiro)

Chegou em um prédio bem antigo (não vou dizer qual prédio)

E não teria subido as escadas (não vou dizer quais escadas)

Se não tivesse duas garotas

(Deixando de fora os nomes dessas duas garotas)

Eu me lembro de uma porta, um cômodo longo (não vou dizer qual cômodo)

Lembro de um tapete azul profundo (mas não posso dizer qual tapete)

Uma garota pegou um livro de poemas (não vou dizer qual livro de poemas)

Enquanto ela lia, eu deitei minha cabeça (e não posso dizer qual cabeça)

No colo dela (e posso mencionar qual colo)

[Falado:]

Meu amigo marinheiro e a garota dele se afastaram

Depois de algumas páginas, e lá estava eu

A noite toda, deitado e ouvindo

E esquecendo os poemas

E tanto quanto eu consigo lembrar

Ou meu amigo marinheiro consegue recordar

A garota nos disse que era sobrinha de Walt Whitman

Mas não qual sobrinha

E leva uma noite e uma garota

E um livro desse tipo

Um longo, longo tempo para encontrar o caminho de volta

[Solo de harmônica sobre os acordes do verso]