Текст, перевод и аккорды “Mama Frog”
- (puerta - north - drummond - pack) The clock gets to be such a bore Whatcha livin for Though I cant explain, being sanes Just a dreary chore Id like to go fly past mountains See mama frog at her fountain Shell be there in her golden frog Sequined uniform Golden chair, three trained human clowns Who will soon perform Balancing books with their heads Trying to recall what theyve said Past the gate you will soon be in A garden paradise Dont be late there, the shining jewels Sparkle in your eyes All waiting there for your pleasure Whats keeping you from this treasure? Narration of "jabberwock" from "alice in wonderland" twas brillig and the slithy toves did gyre and gimble in the wabe; all mimsy were the borogoves, and the mome raths outgrabe. "beware the jabberwock, my son! the jaws that bite, the claws that catch ? beware the jubjub bird, and shun the frumlous bandersnatch!" He took his vorpal sword in hand: long time the manxome foe he sought ? so rested he by the tumtum tree, and stood awhile in thought. And as in uffish thought he stood, the jabberwock, with eyes of flame, came whiffling through the tulgey wood, and burbled as it came! One, two! one, two! and through and through the vorpal blade went snicker-snack! he left it dead, and with its head he went galumphing back. "and hast thou slain the jabberwock? come to my arms, my beamish boy! o frabjous day! callooh! callay!" he chortled in his joy. twas brillig and the slithy toves did gyre and gimble in the wabe; all mimsy were the borogoves and the mome raths outgrabe The clock gets to be such a bore Whatcha livin for Though I cant explain, being sanes Just a dreary chore Id like to go fly past mountains See mama frog at her fountain
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