Представляем точный текст композиции "Six White Boomers" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Rolf Harris . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Six White Boomers» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Rolf Harris передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Rolf Harris - "Six White Boomers"
Lyrics to Six White Boomers : Early on one Christmas Day a joey kangaroo, Was far from home and lost in a great big zoo. Mummy, wheres my mummy' Theyve taken her away. Well help you find your mummy, son. Hop up on the sleigh. Up beside the bag of toys little joey hopped, But they hadnt gone far when Santa stopped. Unharnessed all the reindeer and Joey wondered why, Then he heard a far off booming in the sky. Six white boomers, snow white boomers, Racing Santa Claus through the blazing sun. Six white boomers, snow white boomers, On his Australian run. Pretty soon old Santa began to feel the heat, Took his fur lined boots off to cool his feet, Into one popped Joey, feeling quite okay, While those old man Kangaroos kept pulling on the sleigh. Six white boomers, snow white boomers, Racing Santa Claus through the blazing sun. Six white boomers, snow white boomers, On his Australian run. Joey said to Santa, Santa, what about the toys' Arent you iving some to these girls and boys' Theyve got all their presents, son, we were here last night, this trip is an extra trip, Joeys special flight. Six white boomers, snow white boomers, Racing Santa Claus through the blazing sun. Six white boomers, snow white boomers, On his Australian run. Soon the sleigh was flashing past right over Marble Bar, Slow down there, cried Santa, it cant be far, Come up on my lap here, son, and have a look around. There she is, thats mummy, bounding up and down. Six white boomers, snow white boomers, Racing Santa Claus through the blazing sun. Six white boomers, snow white boomers, On his Australian run. Well thats the bestest Christmas treat that Joey ever had, Curled up in mothers pouch feeling snug and glad. The last they saw was Santa heading northwards from the sun, The only year the boomers worked a double run. Six white boomers, snow white boomers, Racing Santa Claus through the blazing sun. Six white boomers, snow white boomers, On his Australian run. [ Six White Boomers Lyrics ]
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