Traduzione del testo della canzone Rock and Roll (Part 1) - Gary Glitter

Rock and Roll (Part 1) (originale)

Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Can you see where you call in the juke box hall
When the music played
And the world sang rounds to a pretty sound
No sorrow base
And them blue swede shoes, they will scream and shout
I guess they sing the blues, let it all hang out
Rock and ro-o-oll, rock and roll
Rock and ro-o-oll, rock and roll
Rock and ro-o-oll, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Little Queenie popped in my high school rock
Dancin' to the beat
With the you. S. Male and a pony tail
She looked so sweet
Times have changed in the past but we won’t forget
Though the age has passed they’ll be rockin' yet
Rock and ro-o-oll, rock and roll
Rock and ro-o-oll, rock and roll
Rock and ro-o-oll, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
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Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and ro-o-oll, rock and roll
Rock and ro-o-oll, rock and roll
Rock and ro-o-oll, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
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Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
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Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock

Rock and Roll (Part 1) (traduzione)

Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Lo vedi dove mi chiami, nella sala del juke-box
quando la musica ardeva
e il mondo in tondo cantava a un suono soave
senza fondale di pena
e quelle scarpe di camoscio azzurro strillano al cielo
credo che intonino il blues, sciolto ogni freno
Rock and ro-o-oll, rock and roll
Rock and ro-o-oll, rock and roll
Rock and ro-o-oll, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
La piccola Queenie irruppe nel mio rock del liceo
danzando dentro il battito
con aria da U.S. Male e una coda di cavallo
pareva così soave
i tempi mutarono, sì, ma il passato non l'oblio
benché l'età sia svanita, ancora andranno a rockeggiare
Rock and ro-o-oll, rock and roll
Rock and ro-o-oll, rock and roll
Rock and ro-o-oll, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and ro-o-oll, rock and roll
Rock and ro-o-oll, rock and roll
Rock and ro-o-oll, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock, rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock