Frisco's a mile long away You can afford to fly But it might as well be the moon Lord, when you're as broke as I Here I sit with my head in my hands
... le semiramidi urlano contro il soffitto lirico e vanno a stormi sopra le onde... Frisco, svogliata e viziosa... Frisco, pietra pomice, tapis roulant... Frisco
Well that mean old dirty Frisco and that low down Santa Fe. Mean old Frisco and that low down Santa Fe. You know they take my girl away, Lord, and blow
That mean ole, mean ole Frisco And that long train, the Santa Fe That mean ole, mean ole Frisco And that long train, the Santa Fe Yes, they've taken my
I left my heart in San Francisco I left my heart, people, in San Francisco High on the hill, at the Golden Gate, 'cross the bay, In San Francisco, on
It's gonna be a bumpy night she said Or something or other I didn't know It's a messed-up situation It's a stab in the back when you turn to gold When
Well I'm as free as a bird now, as flight-free as a bumble bee I'm here and then gone tomorrow, footloose child and fancy free I'm absolutely independent
(Instrumental)
Превод: ББ Кинг. Средња Стара Фрисцо.
Превод: Цхуцк Берри. Лоуис Да Фрисцо.
Превод: Цаб Цалловаи. Фрисцо Фло.
Превод: Северина. Најомраженији човек у Сан Франциско.
Превод: Јелена Карлеуса. Средња Стара Фрисцо.
Превод: Крем \u0026amp; Јелена Карлеуса. Средња Стара Фрисцо.
Превод: Др Дре. Најомраженији човек у Сан Франциско.
Превод: Дре паса. Најомраженији човек у Сан Франциско.
Превод: Јон Енглески. Доле у \u200b\u200bСан Франциско.
Превод: Фрисцо Кид. Одлуке.