[req] Ookina furu toke (My grandfather's old clock)

**yoko makino** · 12-03-2007 12:37 PM

^^ Bài này thuộc dạng khá lâu rồi.Bạn nào có thể giúp mình dịch giùm mình lyric bài này được ko ?

**Kasumi** · 10-04-2007 09:30 PM

Thấy req này lâu òi nên ko biết h Yoko đã search ra chưa :big_smile
Kệ, cứ post :gem20:

大きな古時計

大きなのっぼの古時計おじさんの時計

百年いつも動いていたごじまさんの時計さ
おじさんの生まれた朝に買ってきた時計さ
今わもう動かないその時計
百年休まずにチクタクチクタク
おじいさんといっしょにチクタクチクタク
今わもう動かないその時計

何でも知ってる古時計おじさんの時計

きれいな花めやってきたその日も動いてた
うれしい事もかなしい事もみな知ってる時計さ
今わもう動かないその時計
百年休まずにチクタクチクタク
おじいさんといっしょにチクタクチクタク
今わもう動かないその時計

真夜中にベルがなったおじさんの時計

お別れの時がきたのをみなに教えたのさ
天国へのぼるおじさん時計ともお別れ
百年休まずにチクタクチクタク
おじいさんといっしょにチクタクチクタク
今わもう動かないその時計

Ookina furu tokei

okina noppo no furu tokei
ojiisan no tokei
hyakunen itsumo ugoiteita
gojimanno tokei sa

ojiisan no umareta asa ni
kattekita tokei sa
ima wa mou ugokanai sono tokei

hyakunen yasumazuni
chiku-taku chiku-taku
ojiisan to ishhoni
chiku-taku chiku-taku
imawa mou ugokanai sono tokei

nandemo shitteru furudokei
ojiisan no tokei
kireina hanayome yattekita
sono hi mo ugoiteta

ureshii koto mo kanashii koto mo
mina shitteru tokei sa
imawa mou ugokanai sono tokei

ooh grandfather's clock tick-tock tick-tock
ooh grandfather's clock tick-tock tick-tock

ureshii koto mo kanashii koto mo
mina shitteru tokei sa
ima wa mou ugokanai sono tokei

mayonaka ni BELL ga natta ojiisan no tokei
owakare no toki ga kitano wo
mina ni oshietanosa
tengoku e noboru ojiisan
tokei to mo owakare
ima wa mou ugokanai sono tokei

hyakunen yasumazu ni
chiku-taku chiku-taku
ojiisan to issho ni
chiku-taku chiku-taku
ima wa mou ugokanai sono tokei

ima wa mou ugokanai sono tokei

My grandfather's clock

Was too large for the shelf,
So it stood ninety years on the floor;
It was taller by half
Than the old man himself,
Though it weighed not a pennyweight more.
It was bought on the morn
Of the day that he was born,
And was always his treasure and pride;

But it stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.
Ninety years without slumbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
His life seconds numbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
It stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.

In watching its pendulum
Swing to and fro,
Many hours had he spent while a boy;
And in childhood and manhood
The clock seemed to know,
And to share both his grief and his joy.
For it struck twenty-four
When he entered at the door,
With a blooming and beautiful bride;

But it stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.
Ninety years without slumbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
His life seconds numbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
It stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.

My grandfather said
That of those he could hire,
Not a servant so faithful he found;
For it wasted no time,
And had but one desire,
At the close of each week to be wound.
And it kept in its place,
Not a frown upon its face,
And its hand never hung by its side.

But it stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.
Ninety years without slumbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
His life seconds numbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
It stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.

It rang an alarm
In the dead of the night,
An alarm that for years had been dumb;
And we knew that his spirit
Was pluming his flight,
That his hour of departure had come.
Still the clock kept the time,
With a soft and muffled chime,
As we silently stood by his side.
But it stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.
Ninety years without slumbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
His life seconds numbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
It stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.