Текст песни The Moving-On Song (The Exiles) с переводом

Born in the middle of the afternoon

In a horse drawn carriage on the old A5.

The big twelve wheeler skook my bed,

«You can’t stay here,"the policeman said.

«You'd better get born in some place else.

Move along, get along,

Move along, get along,

Go! Move! Shift!»

Born on the common by the building site

Where the ground was rutted by the trail of the wheels

The local Christian said to me,

«You'll lower the price of property

«You'd better get born in some place else.

Move along, get along,

Move along, get along,

Go! Move! Shift!»

Born at potato picking time

In a tent a tatie field.

The farmer said, «The work’s all done,

It’s time that you was moving on.»

«You'd better get born in some place else.

Move along, get along,

Move along, get along,

Go! Move! Shift!»

Born at the back of a hawthorn hedge

Where the frost lay on the ground.

No eastern kings came bearing gifts.

Instead the order came to shift.

«You'd better get born in some place else.

Move along, get along,

Move along, get along,

Go! Move! Shift!»

The eastern sky was full of stars

And one shone brighter than the rest.

The wise men came so stern and strict

And brought the orders to evict

«You'd better get born in some place else.

Move along, get along,

Move along, get along,

Go! Move! Shift!»

Wagon, tent or trailer born,

Last month, last year or in far off days.

Born here or thousand miles away

There’s always men nearby who’ll say,

«You'd better get born in some place else.

Move along, get along,

Move along, get along,

Go! Move! Shift!»

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