Testi di Hurry Sundown (Re-Recorded) - The Outlaws

Hurry Sundown (Re-Recorded) (originale)

Gypsy’s dance around the campfire, shook their tambourines
They were waiting for the dust of an outlaw, Sundown was his name
As the midnight hour grew closer, and the sky begins to fall
You can see his shadow by the light of the moon
They had heard the gypsys call
She had hair as black as darkness, eyes of emerald green
And her voice was soft and tender, ooh she could sing
She will sing no more, or dance again or shake a tambourines
They had taken her away, she was dead and gone
And hear the gypsies sing
Ooh, ooh, hurry Sundown
Ooh, ooh, hurry Sundown
Ooh, ooh, hurry Sundown
Hurry Sundown
Ooh, ooh, hurry Sundown
Ooh, ooh, hurry Sundown
Ooh, ooh, hurry Sundown
Silver devils in his holsters, stars strapped to his heels
There was fire in his eyes, they say that he was dressed to kill
He had hands as fast as lightning, a heart as cold as steel
He had come for the one that took her life
Lying in Boothill
Gypsy’s dance around the campfire, shook their tambourines
They were waiting for the dust of an outlaw, Sundown was his name
As the midnight hour grew closer, and the sky begins to fall
You can see his shadow in the light of the moon
They had heard the gypsys call
Ooh, ooh, hurry Sundown
Ooh, ooh, hurry Sundown
Ooh, ooh, hurry Sundown
Ooh, ooh, hurry Sundown

(traduzione)

La danza degli zingari intorno al fuoco, scuoteva i loro tamburelli
Stavano aspettando la polvere di un fuorilegge, si chiamava Sundown
Man mano che l'ora di mezzanotte si avvicinava e il cielo cominciava a cadere
Puoi vedere la sua ombra alla luce della luna
Avevano sentito la chiamata degli zingari
Aveva i capelli neri come il buio, gli occhi verde smeraldo
E la sua voce era morbida e tenera, ooh sapeva cantare
Non canterà più, non ballerà di nuovo o scuoterà i tamburelli
L'avevano portata via, era morta e se n'era andata
E senti cantare gli zingari
Ooh, ooh, sbrigati al tramonto
Ooh, ooh, sbrigati al tramonto
Ooh, ooh, sbrigati al tramonto
Sbrigati al tramonto
Ooh, ooh, sbrigati al tramonto
Ooh, ooh, sbrigati al tramonto
Ooh, ooh, sbrigati al tramonto
Diavoli d'argento nelle fondine, stelle legate ai talloni
C'era del fuoco nei suoi occhi, dicono che fosse vestito per uccidere
Aveva mani veloci come un fulmine, un cuore freddo come l'acciaio
Era venuto per quello che le aveva tolto la vita
Sdraiato a Boothill
La danza degli zingari intorno al fuoco, scuoteva i loro tamburelli
Stavano aspettando la polvere di un fuorilegge, si chiamava Sundown
Man mano che l'ora di mezzanotte si avvicinava e il cielo cominciava a cadere
Puoi vedere la sua ombra alla luce della luna
Avevano sentito la chiamata degli zingari
Ooh, ooh, sbrigati al tramonto
Ooh, ooh, sbrigati al tramonto
Ooh, ooh, sbrigati al tramonto
Ooh, ooh, sbrigati al tramonto