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It was Christmas Eve, babe
– Bul Rojdestvo Qarsańynda boldy, balaqaı
In the drunk tank
– Mas ydysta
An old man said to me
– Maǵan bir qarıa aıtty
“Won’t see another one”
– “Basqasyn kórmeımin”
And then he sang a song
– Sodan keıin ol án aıtty
‘The Rare Old Mountain Dew’
– “Sırek Kezdesetin Eski Taý Shyqtary”
I turned my face away
– Men betimdi burdym
And dreamed about you
– Jáne sen týraly armandady
Got on a lucky one
– Jolym boldy
Came in eighteen-to-one
– On segizden birge keldi
I’ve got a feeling
– Mende bir sezim bar
This year’s for me and you
– Bıylǵy jyl men úshin jáne siz úshin
So, Happy Christmas
– Sonymen, Rojdestvo Qutty Bolsyn
I love you, baby
– Men seni jaqsy kóremin, balaqaı
I can see a better time
– Men jaqsy ýaqytty kóremin
When all our dreams come true
– Bizdiń barlyq armandarymyz oryndalǵanda
They’ve got cars big as bars, they’ve got rivers of gold
– Olardyń temir tordyń kólemindeı kólikteri bar, altyn ózenderi bar
But the wind goes right through you, it’s no place for the old
– Biraq jel seniń boıyńnan ótedi, bul qarttarǵa oryn emes
When you first took my hand on a cold Christmas Eve
– Siz Meniń Qolymdy alǵash Ret Sýyq Rojdestvo Qarsańynda alǵan kezde
You promised me Broadway was waiting for me
– Siz Maǵan Brodveı meni kútedi dep ýáde berdińiz
You were handsome, you were pretty, queen of New York City
– Siz ádemi boldyńyz, siz ádemi boldyńyz, Nú-Iork patshaıymy
When the band finished playing, they howled out for more
– Top oınap bolǵan soń, olar taǵy da aıqaılady
Sinatra was swinging, all the drunks, they were singing
– Sınatra terbelip turdy, barlyq mas adamdar án aıtyp jatty
We kissed on a corner, then danced through the night
– Biz buryshta súıisip, sodan keıin túni boıy bıledik
The boys of the NYPD choir were singing “Galway Bay”
– NÚ-IORK POLISIASYNYŃ horynyń uldary”Gelýeı Shyǵanaǵy”ánin shyrqady.
And the bells were ringing out for Christmas Day
– Al Rojdestvoda qońyraýlar soǵyldy
You’re a bum, you’re a punk, you’re an old slut on junk
– Sen bomjsyń, sen panksyń, sen qoqys jáshigindegi eski jezókshesiń
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
– Sol jerde jatyp, sol tósektegi tamshyda ólip qala jazdady
You scumbag, you maggot, you cheap, lousy faggot
– Sen aqymaqsyń, sen qurtsyń, sen arzan, jaman fagotsyń
Happy Christmas, your arse, I pray God it’s our last
– Rojdestvo qutty Bolsyn, esegiń, Qudaıdan duǵa et, bul bizdiń sońǵy kúnimiz
The boys of the NYPD choir, still singing “Galway Bay”
– NÚ-IORK POLISIASYNYŃ horynyń uldary áli kúnge deıin”Gelýeı Shyǵanaǵy”ánin shyrqaıdy.
And the bells are ringing out for Christmas Day
– Al Rojdestvoda qońyraý soǵylady
“I could have been someone”, well, so could anyone
– “Men bireý bola alar edim”, jaqsy, bireý de solaı isteı alar ma edi
You took my dreams from me when I first found you
– Men seni alǵash tapqan kezde sen meniń armanymdy menen aldyń
I kept them with me, babe, I put them with my own
– Men olardy ózimmen birge ustadym, balaqaı, men olardy ózimmen birge qoıdym
Can’t make it all alone, I’ve built my dreams around you
– Men munyń bárin jalǵyz jasaı almaımyn, men óz armandarymdy seniń aınalańa saldym
The boys of the NYPD choir, still singing “Galway Bay”
– NÚ-IORK POLISIASYNYŃ horynyń uldary áli kúnge deıin”Gelýeı Shyǵanaǵy”ánin shyrqaıdy.
And the bells are ringing out for Christmas Day
– Al Rojdestvoda qońyraý soǵylady
