Текст песни The Friends Of Mr. Cairo (Jon & Vangelis) с переводом

Frankie: Okay, this is the picture. Johnny’s been hurt. He’s been hurt bad.

Woman: Look, we can’t leave him here, we can’t. Look, he’s in a pool of blood.

He’s gonna die, I know it.

Frankie: We’ve gotta leave him here, honey. We gotta. He won’t talk,

I promise you that! Will you Johnny?

Woman: Frankie, I don’t care whether he talks or not, I just can’t leave him

like this.

Johnny Listen. Leave me here I… I… I can … I can … handle it.

Woman: Oh, no, Johnny, no…

Frankie: The cops are outside. Luke’s in the car. Come on, let’s get the hell

outta this joint.

Woman: Frankie, when they get here wer’re gonna be dead, I know we are!

We don’t have agun!

Frankie: Listen. We got three million… Listen,. We got three million in the

can, here. We can’t look after him, I’ll send the bird to his mother.

Come on, let’s just get out of this place, we can do it!

Woman: Oh, no, Johnny, no…

Frankie: Okay now, just lean up against that door. When I give the word «Go»

we just…, we just go through it and blast at the same time.

She came, as in the book, Mickey Spillane

That Saturday night dark masquerade

Had filled his friend with lead, the same, sweetheart

But then, as nothing happens quite the same

Investigation is the game

He had to check her story right away-he dead

Sam Spade his buddy Archer first to go he got it She spelt it out, how could they know the 'Fatman' got it -he dead

Her sister didn’t really live at all-confusion-he dead

His chase led to the Fatman, to face the friends of Mr. Cairo

Woman: Hey, there’s a really terrific dress shop. Can we stop this raid while I buy a new gown?

Frankie: I’ll buy you the whole factory, sweetheart. Don’t worry.

That night, the double crosser got it right

Pretending he was really dim

He slipped to Sam a double gin (Mickey Finn)

He woke, the boys had gone, but not his gun

They’d left a note to lead him on The chase to find the Maltese Falcon-you bet-

Early thirties gangster movies

Set to spellbind population

From Chicago to Hong Kong

Via Istanbul the Talking Tong

Dirty rats thru' prohibition

Money flowed thru gangsterism

Acting out this fantasy

In Hollywoods vicinity

The best part for the best rendition

Al Capone he sent to prison

Citizen Kane came fast and quickly

Conquerin ol' New York City

Poking fun at superstition

Media became television Give me Cagney anyday

Or Jimmy Stewart for President

Or Edward 'G' and all those guys

Who always shoot between the eyes

Between the eyes

Between the eyes

Kasper: ha, ha, well done Mr. Cairo, and what do you have to say about that,

my friend?

Spade: Allright. So you’ve got me in it. What about her?

Brigid: Don’t worry about me, I’m okay

Kasper: Very magnanimous, sir, very magnanimous indeed, ha, ha, ha Mr. Cairo: You mean…, you won’t make us an offer we… we can’t refuse…

Father love do you work, do you work for Mother

Chances could call, and accept that, be no other

Science as it might, disappear correspond with colour

Chance is the fruit, will outlive, what is now the brother

Call for total wealth to distribute like a picture

In black and white, give it joy, give it, let it hit you

Spoil our existence by extreme gift to population

Father love do you work, do you work for Mother

Tell me straight be the Godfather be no other

Media Kings give us now give us total movie

Straight right now, give it clear, give us total movie

Now being here, being now, being here believing

Man: I don’t know which words to put in there sweetheart, you know,

I can’t do it. Pretty kind of useless, though, don’t you think so Mary?

Man: Come with me to the far lands of Baghdad.

Woman: Oh, if only I could. That’s what I want more than anything in the world,

but it could never be…

Man: Of course it can…

Woman: But my father would find us wherever we went. Yes, he has forbidden me to… to even speak to you, if he finds me now. I don’t know what he’d do…

Man: But he doesn’t know that I’m… I’m a prince. Before, I was the thief of Baghdad now…

Woman: It doesn’t matter…

Man: Then follow me, darling, follow me now to the ends of the Earth

One on one to talk to you

Like film stars they get close to you

You’ve mirrored his appeal

He wants you so, he wants to be beside you

Then you pass by giving him the other side of you

Like the mystics do So that every time he moves, he moves for you

Soul and light can always see

The meeting of true love and she

This silent night and I,

I guess a lonely mind might see

I’ve seen love on the screen

I’ve seen a screen goddesss and me-oh

How often this, how often, this the power of you

And so, I must confess

Whatever I see

I’m meant to be there with you

With you with you

Silent golden movies, talkies, technicolour, long ago

My younger ways stand clearer, clearer than my footprints

Stardom greats I’ve followed closely Closer than the nearest heartbeat

Longer that expected-ther were great-

Oh love oh love just to see them

Acting on the silver screen, oh my Clark Gable, Fairbanks, Maureen O’Sullivan

Fantasy would fill my life and I Love fantasy so much

Did you see in the morning light

I really talked, yes I did, to Gods early dawning light

And I was privileged to be as I am to this day

To be with you. To be with you

Mr. Cairo: Listen. I have arranged this display for… for all of you people to.

. to come here this evening and I… I know you have been searched, but,

what you… you don’t realize is, is that in the back of the Maltese Falcon,

I have it …