Ividyo Kliphu
Lyrics
A long, long time ago
– Kudala, kudala
I can still remember how that music
– Ngisakwazi ukukhumbula indlela lowo mculo owawudlalwa ngayo
Used to make me smile
– Used to me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
– Futhi ngangazi ukuthi nganginalo yini ithuba lami
That I could make those people dance
– Ukuze ngikwazi ukwenza labo bantu badanse
And maybe they’d be happy for a while
– Futhi mhlawumbe bayojabula isikhashana
But February made me shiver
– Kodwa ufebruary wangenza ngathuthumela
With every paper I’d deliver
– Ngephepha ngalinye engingaliletha
Bad news on the doorstep
– Izindaba ezimbi emnyango
I couldn’t take one more step
– Angikwazanga ukuthatha esinye isinyathelo
I can’t remember if I cried
– Angikhumbuli ngikhala
When I read about his widowed bride
– Lapho ngifunda ngomakoti wakhe ongumfelokazi
But something touched me deep inside
– Kodwa okuthile kwangithinta ngaphakathi
The day the music died
– Usuku umculo owafa ngalo
So, bye-bye, Miss American Pie
– Ngakho, sawubona, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
– Ngashayela Ichevy yami ngaya edamini, kodwa idamu lalomile
And them good ol’ boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
– Futhi’ abafana abadala abahle babephuza ‘ iwhiskey ne-rye
Singin’, “This’ll be the day that I die
– Ukucula, ” lolu kuzoba usuku engizofa ngalo
This’ll be the day that I die”
– Lokhu kuyoba usuku engizokufa ngalo”
Did you write the book of love?
– Ingabe uyibhalile incwadi yothando?
And do you have faith in God above
– Futhi ingabe unokholo Kunkulunkulu ngenhla
If the Bible tells you so?
– Uma Ibhayibheli likutshela kanjalo?
Now, do you believe in rock ‘n’ roll?
– Manje, ingabe uyakholelwa ku-rock ‘ n ‘ roll?
Can music save your mortal soul?
– Ingabe umculo ungagcina umphefumulo wakho ofayo?
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
– Futhi ungangifundisa ukudansa kancane ngempela?
Well, I know that you’re in love with him
– Ngiyazi ukuthi uyamthanda
‘Cause I saw you dancin’ in the gym
– Ngoba ngikubonile udansa ejimini
You both kicked off your shoes
– Nonke nikhiphe izicathulo zenu
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues
– Muntu, ngigubha lezo zingoma ze-rhythm and blues
I was a lonely teenage broncin’ buck
– Ngangingumfana osemusha onesizungu ubroncin ‘ buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
– Nge-carnation ebomvana neloli elincane
But I knew I was out of luck
– Kodwa ngangazi ukuthi ngangingenayo inhlanhla
The day the music died
– Usuku umculo owafa ngalo
I started singin’, bye-bye, Miss American Pie
– Ngaqala ukucula, sawubona, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
– Ngashayela Ichevy yami ngaya edamini, kodwa idamu lalomile
Them good ol’ boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
– Abafana abadala abahle babephuza i-whisky ne-rye
And singin’, “This’ll be the day that I die
– Futhi ngihlabelele, ” lolu kuzoba usuku engizofa ngalo
This’ll be the day that I die”
– Lokhu kuyoba usuku engizokufa ngalo”
Now, for ten years we’ve been on our own
– Manje, sekuyiminyaka eyishumi sizihambela sodwa
And moss grows fat on a rollin’ stone
– Futhi umoss ukhula enamafutha etsheni eligoqekayo
But that’s not how it used to be
– Kodwa akuyona indlela eyayivame ukuba ngayo
When the jester sang for the king and queen
– Lapho lo mculi ehlabelela inkosi nendlovukazi
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
– Egqoke ijazi Aliboleka Kujames dean
And a voice that came from you and me
– Futhi izwi elavela kuwe nakimi
Oh, and while the king was looking down
– Oh, futhi ngenkathi inkosi ibuka phansi
The jester stole his thorny crown
– Lo mculi we jester weba umqhele wakhe onameva
The courtroom was adjourned
– Ihholo lenkantolo lahlehliswa
No verdict was returned
– Asikho isinqumo esabuyiselwa
And while Lenin read a book on Marx
– Futhi ngesikhathi Ulenin efunda incwadi Ngomarx
The quartet practiced in the park
– Iqembu labane lalizilolonga epaki
And we sang dirges in the dark
– Futhi sacula izingoma zokulila ebumnyameni
The day the music died
– Usuku umculo owafa ngalo
We were singin’, bye-bye, Miss American Pie
– Sasicula, sawubona, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
– Ngashayela Ichevy yami ngaya edamini, kodwa idamu lalomile
Them good ol’ boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
– Abafana abadala abahle babephuza i-whisky ne-rye
And singin’, “This’ll be the day that I die
– Futhi ngihlabelele, ” lolu kuzoba usuku engizofa ngalo
This’ll be the day that I die”
– Lokhu kuyoba usuku engizokufa ngalo”
Helter skelter in a summer swelter
– Helter skelter in a swelter ehlobo
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter
– Lezi zinyoni zindiza zinendawo yokukhosela
Eight miles high and fallin’ fast
– Amamayela ayisishiyagalombili ukuphakama nokuwa ngokushesha
It landed foul on the grass
– Laliwela endaweni engcolile otshanini
The players tried for a forward pass
– Abadlali bazama ukudlulisa phambili
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast
– Nge-jester eseceleni komdlalo
Now, the halftime air was sweet perfume
– Manje, umoya wesikhashana wawungamakha amnandi
While sergeants played a marching tune
– Ngesikhathi amasosha edlala ingoma yokuhamba
We all got up to dance
– Sonke savuka ukuze sidanse
Oh, but we never got the chance
– Oh, kodwa asikaze sithole ithuba
‘Cause the players tried to take the field
– Ngoba abadlali bazama ukungena enkundleni
The marching band refused to yield
– Iqembu lomculo lenqaba ukuvumela
Do you recall what was revealed
– Uyakhumbula ukuthi kwembulwa ini
The day the music died?
– Usuku umculo owafa ngalo?
We started singin’, bye-bye, Miss American Pie
– Saqala ukucula, sawubona, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
– Ngashayela Ichevy yami ngaya edamini, kodwa idamu lalomile
Them good ol’ boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
– Abafana abadala abahle babephuza i-whisky ne-rye
And singin’, “This’ll be the day that I die
– Futhi ngihlabelele, ” lolu kuzoba usuku engizofa ngalo
This’ll be the day that I die”
– Lokhu kuyoba usuku engizokufa ngalo”
Oh, and there we were all in one place
– Oh, futhi lapho sonke sasisendaweni eyodwa
A generation lost in space
– Isizukulwane esilahlekile emkhathini
With no time left to start again
– Njengoba sasingasekho isikhathi sokuqalisa kabusha
So, come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
– Ngakho, woza, Jack kube nimble, jack kube okusheshayo
Jack Flash sat on a candlestick
– Ujack Flash wahlala phezu kwesibani
‘Cause fire is the Devil’s only friend
– ‘Imbangela yomlilo iwukuphela komngane Kadeveli
Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
– Oh, futhi njengoba ngangimbuka esiteji
My hands were clenched in fists of rage
– Izandla zami zaziboshwe ngezinqindi zentukuthelo
No angel born in Hell
– Ayikho ingelosi eyazalelwa Esihogweni
Could break that Satan spell
– Ingase iphule lowo mlingo Kasathane
And as the flames climbed high into the night
– Futhi njengoba amalangabi ayenyukela phezulu ebusuku
To light the sacrificial rite
– Ukuze kukhanyiswe isiko lomhlatshelo
I saw Satan laughing with delight
– Ngabona Usathane ehleka ngenjabulo
The day the music died
– Usuku umculo owafa ngalo
He was singin’, bye-bye, Miss American Pie
– Wayecula, sawubona, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
– Ngashayela Ichevy yami ngaya edamini, kodwa idamu lalomile
Them good ol’ boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
– Abafana abadala abahle babephuza i-whisky ne-rye
And singin’, “This’ll be the day that I die
– Futhi ngihlabelele, ” lolu kuzoba usuku engizofa ngalo
This’ll be the day that I die”
– Lokhu kuyoba usuku engizokufa ngalo”
I met a girl who sang the blues
– Ngahlangana nentombazane eyayicula i blues
And I asked her for some happy news
– Futhi ngamcela ukuba amnike izindaba ezijabulisayo
But she just smiled and turned away
– Kodwa wamomotheka futhi waphenduka
I went down to the sacred store
– Ngaya esitolo esingcwele
Where I’d heard the music years before
– Lapho ngangike ngezwa khona umculo eminyakeni eminingi ngaphambili
But the man there said the music wouldn’t play
– Kodwa indoda eyayikhona yathi umculo wawungeke udlalwe
And in the streets, the children screamed
– Futhi emigwaqweni, izingane zazimemeza
The lovers cried and the poets dreamed
– Abathandi bakhala futhi izimbongi zaphupha
But not a word was spoken
– Kodwa akukho lutho olwakhulunywa
The church bells all were broken
– Zonke izinsimbi zesonto zaphulwa
And the three men I admire most
– Futhi amadoda amathathu engiwahlonipha kakhulu
The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost
– Ubaba, Indodana, Nomoya Ongcwele
They caught the last train for the coast
– Bathatha isitimela sokugcina esiya ogwini
The day the music died
– Usuku umculo owafa ngalo
And there I stood alone and afraid
– Futhi lapho ngangimi ngedwa futhi ngesaba
I dropped to my knees and there I prayed
– Ngaguqa ngamadolo futhi lapho ngathandaza
And I promised Him everything I could give
– Futhi ngamthembisa konke engangingakunikeza
If only He would make the music live
– Ukube nje ubengenza umculo uphile
And He promised it would live once more
– Futhi wathembisa ukuthi izophinde iphile
But this time one would equal four
– Kodwa kulokhu umuntu wayeyolingana nabane
And in five years four had come to mourn
– Futhi eminyakeni emihlanu abane base befikile bezolila
And the music was reborn
– Futhi umculo wazalwa kabusha
And they were singin’, bye-bye, Miss American Pie
– Futhi babehlabelela, bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
– Ngashayela Ichevy yami ngaya edamini kodwa idamu lalomile
And them good ol’ boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
– Futhi’ abafana abadala abahle babephuza ‘ iwhiskey ne-rye
Singin’, “This’ll be the day that I die
– Ukucula, ” lolu kuzoba usuku engizofa ngalo
This’ll be the day that I die”
– Lokhu kuyoba usuku engizokufa ngalo”
They were singin’, bye-bye, Miss American Pie
– Babehlabelela, bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
– Ngashayela Ichevy yami ngaya edamini kodwa idamu lalomile
Them good ol’ boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
– Abafana abadala abahle babephuza i-whisky ne-rye
Singin’, “This’ll be the day that I die”
– Ngicula, ” lokhu kuzoba usuku engizofa ngalo”
