Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Summertime, artist - House of Virus. Date of issue: 25.08.2013
Song language: English
Summertime |
| Summertime and the living is easy |
| Fish are jumping and the cotton is high |
| Your daddy’s rich and your mamma’s good looking |
| So hush little baby, don’t you cry |
| One of these mornings you’re gonna wake up singing |
| You’re gonna spread your wings and reach for the sky |
| Until that morning ain’t nobody gonna harm you |
| With your mamma and papa standing by |
| Summerti — summertu — le summertime est la |
| Et le soleil tout enhaut me demande |
| Comment ca va je me sens bien |
| Il ne me manque rien |
| Q’un pinacolada a ta sante |
| Pas de temps a penser aux problemesde la cite |
| Un sombrero sur la tete |
| Jo vais fair une longue siesta |
| Car c’est la facon que j' aime |
| Fa fason mexicaine |
| Je me mot a l' aise et je mene une vie sanssouci |
| Comme tous ie monde ici |
| A summertime city — de midi a miniut onfait une fiesta |
| Et l' espers que personne ne reste |
| A la maison a regarder latete |
| L' hiver est passer — venu est l' ete — venu est l' ete… |
| Summertime and the living is easy |
| Fish are jumping and the cotton is high |
| Your daddy’s rich and your mamma’s good looking |
| So hush little baby, don’t you cry |
| One of these mornings you’re gonna wake up singing |
| You’re gonna spread your wings and reach for the sky |
| Until that morning ain’t nobody gonna harm you |
| With your mamma and papa standing by |
| Labas rytas, — sako tau kavos puodukas |
| Labas rytas, — sako saulės spinduliukas |
| Vasara, vasara, vasaraitė čia |
| Laikrodžio rodyklė link vidudienio sukas |
| Užsimetu maikoną ir maunu lauk |
| Šiandien gersiu nemažai, o gal ne tiek jau ir daug |
| Pa pa palauk, manęs palauk |
| Pamačiau mergaitę, nors imk ir nusišauk |
| Ji plaukia šaligatviu kaip gulbė ežere |
| Šią vasarą praleist norėčiau tik su ja |
| Bet ne, ši mintis po minutės nutraukta |
| Nes čia šalia plaukia gulbė jau antra |
| Trečia, ketvirta, penkta, šešta… |
| Summertime and the living is easy |
| Fish are jumping and the cotton is high |
| Your daddy’s rich and your mamma’s good looking |
| So hush little baby, don’t you cry |
| One of these mornings you’re gonna wake up singing |
| You’re gonna spread your wings and reach for the sky |
| Until that morning ain’t nobody gonna harm you |
| With your mamma and papa standing by |