A Song for the Drunk and Broken Hearted
Michael David Rosenberg
Sweet Sunday afternoon
September's golden brown
Summer always fades too soon
Like the laughter of a clown
And shadows fill the room
Where sorrows come to drown
Your heart's a lead balloon
As you sink another one down
I know it numbs the way you feel
Blurs what is right and what is real
And there's no love left you can steal
For the joker laughs along
And the jesters outsmarted
The gambler tries to win back what he's lost
And the sad man sings a song
For the drunk and broken hearted
And the fool he never knows how much it costs
Sweet Sunday afternoon
And all that can be heard
Is an old familiar tune
Though you've forgotten half the words
And sunlight floods the room
Like a silent flock of birds
And hopes a red balloon
Disappearing through the clouds
I know it numbs the way you feel
Blurs what is right and what is real
And there's no one here to make a deal with
For the joker laughs along
And the jesters outsmarted
The gambler tries to win back what he's lost
And the sad man sings a song
For the drunk and broken hearted
And the fool he never knows how much it costs
Well the joker he laughs along
While the jesters outsmarted
The gambler never wins back what he's lost
Yeah, and the sad man he sings a song
For the drunk and broken hearted
The fool he never knows how much it costs
No, the fool he never knows how much it costs
Sweet Sunday afternoon
Doce tarde de domingo
September's golden brown
Setembro dourado e castanho
Summer always fades too soon
O verão sempre desvanece cedo demais
Like the laughter of a clown
Como o riso de um palhaço
And shadows fill the room
E as sombras enchem o quarto
Where sorrows come to drown
Onde as tristezas vêm para se afogar
Your heart's a lead balloon
Seu coração é um balão de chumbo
As you sink another one down
Enquanto você afunda mais um
I know it numbs the way you feel
Eu sei que isso entorpece o que você sente
Blurs what is right and what is real
Borra o que é certo e o que é real
And there's no love left you can steal
E não há mais amor que você possa roubar
For the joker laughs along
Pois o coringa ri junto
And the jesters outsmarted
E os bobos da corte são mais espertos
The gambler tries to win back what he's lost
O jogador tenta recuperar o que perdeu
And the sad man sings a song
E o homem triste canta uma canção
For the drunk and broken hearted
Para o bêbado e de coração partido
And the fool he never knows how much it costs
E o tolo nunca sabe quanto custa
Sweet Sunday afternoon
Doce tarde de domingo
And all that can be heard
E tudo que pode ser ouvido
Is an old familiar tune
É uma melodia familiar antiga
Though you've forgotten half the words
Embora você tenha esquecido metade das palavras
And sunlight floods the room
E a luz do sol inunda o quarto
Like a silent flock of birds
Como um silencioso bando de pássaros
And hopes a red balloon
E a esperança é um balão vermelho
Disappearing through the clouds
Desaparecendo através das nuvens
I know it numbs the way you feel
Eu sei que isso entorpece o que você sente
Blurs what is right and what is real
Borra o que é certo e o que é real
And there's no one here to make a deal with
E não há ninguém aqui para fazer um acordo
For the joker laughs along
Pois o coringa ri junto
And the jesters outsmarted
E os bobos da corte são mais espertos
The gambler tries to win back what he's lost
O jogador tenta recuperar o que perdeu
And the sad man sings a song
E o homem triste canta uma canção
For the drunk and broken hearted
Para o bêbado e de coração partido
And the fool he never knows how much it costs
E o tolo nunca sabe quanto custa
Well the joker he laughs along
Bem, o coringa ri junto
While the jesters outsmarted
Enquanto os bobos da corte são mais espertos
The gambler never wins back what he's lost
O jogador nunca recupera o que perdeu
Yeah, and the sad man he sings a song
Sim, e o homem triste canta uma canção
For the drunk and broken hearted
Para o bêbado e de coração partido
The fool he never knows how much it costs
O tolo nunca sabe quanto custa
No, the fool he never knows how much it costs
Não, o tolo nunca sabe quanto custa
Sweet Sunday afternoon
Dulce tarde de domingo
September's golden brown
El dorado marrón de septiembre
Summer always fades too soon
El verano siempre se desvanece demasiado pronto
Like the laughter of a clown
Como la risa de un payaso
And shadows fill the room
Y las sombras llenan la habitación
Where sorrows come to drown
Donde las penas vienen a ahogarse
Your heart's a lead balloon
Tu corazón es un globo de plomo
As you sink another one down
Mientras te hundes otro más
I know it numbs the way you feel
Sé que adormece la forma en que te sientes
Blurs what is right and what is real
Desdibuja lo que es correcto y lo que es real
And there's no love left you can steal
Y no queda amor que puedas robar
For the joker laughs along
Porque el bromista se ríe
And the jesters outsmarted
Y los bufones son más astutos
The gambler tries to win back what he's lost
El jugador intenta recuperar lo que ha perdido
And the sad man sings a song
Y el hombre triste canta una canción
For the drunk and broken hearted
Para el borracho y el de corazón roto
And the fool he never knows how much it costs
Y el tonto nunca sabe cuánto cuesta
Sweet Sunday afternoon
Dulce tarde de domingo
And all that can be heard
Y todo lo que se puede escuchar
Is an old familiar tune
Es una vieja melodía familiar
Though you've forgotten half the words
Aunque has olvidado la mitad de las palabras
And sunlight floods the room
Y la luz del sol inunda la habitación
Like a silent flock of birds
Como una bandada silenciosa de pájaros
And hopes a red balloon
Y la esperanza es un globo rojo
Disappearing through the clouds
Desapareciendo entre las nubes
I know it numbs the way you feel
Sé que adormece la forma en que te sientes
Blurs what is right and what is real
Desdibuja lo que es correcto y lo que es real
And there's no one here to make a deal with
Y no hay nadie aquí para hacer un trato
For the joker laughs along
Porque el bromista se ríe
And the jesters outsmarted
Y los bufones son más astutos
The gambler tries to win back what he's lost
El jugador intenta recuperar lo que ha perdido
And the sad man sings a song
Y el hombre triste canta una canción
For the drunk and broken hearted
Para el borracho y el de corazón roto
And the fool he never knows how much it costs
Y el tonto nunca sabe cuánto cuesta
Well the joker he laughs along
Bueno, el bromista se ríe
While the jesters outsmarted
Mientras los bufones son más astutos
The gambler never wins back what he's lost
El jugador nunca recupera lo que ha perdido
Yeah, and the sad man he sings a song
Sí, y el hombre triste canta una canción
For the drunk and broken hearted
Para el borracho y el de corazón roto
The fool he never knows how much it costs
El tonto nunca sabe cuánto cuesta
No, the fool he never knows how much it costs
No, el tonto nunca sabe cuánto cuesta
Sweet Sunday afternoon
Doux dimanche après-midi
September's golden brown
Le doré de septembre
Summer always fades too soon
L'été s'estompe toujours trop tôt
Like the laughter of a clown
Comme le rire d'un clown
And shadows fill the room
Et les ombres remplissent la pièce
Where sorrows come to drown
Où les chagrins viennent se noyer
Your heart's a lead balloon
Ton cœur est un ballon de plomb
As you sink another one down
Alors que tu en descends un autre
I know it numbs the way you feel
Je sais que ça engourdit ce que tu ressens
Blurs what is right and what is real
Brouille ce qui est juste et ce qui est réel
And there's no love left you can steal
Et il n'y a plus d'amour que tu peux voler
For the joker laughs along
Car le joker rit avec
And the jesters outsmarted
Et les bouffons sont plus malins
The gambler tries to win back what he's lost
Le joueur essaie de récupérer ce qu'il a perdu
And the sad man sings a song
Et l'homme triste chante une chanson
For the drunk and broken hearted
Pour les ivrognes et les cœurs brisés
And the fool he never knows how much it costs
Et le fou ne sait jamais combien ça coûte
Sweet Sunday afternoon
Doux dimanche après-midi
And all that can be heard
Et tout ce qui peut être entendu
Is an old familiar tune
Est un air familier
Though you've forgotten half the words
Bien que tu aies oublié la moitié des mots
And sunlight floods the room
Et la lumière du soleil inonde la pièce
Like a silent flock of birds
Comme un vol silencieux d'oiseaux
And hopes a red balloon
Et l'espoir est un ballon rouge
Disappearing through the clouds
Disparaissant à travers les nuages
I know it numbs the way you feel
Je sais que ça engourdit ce que tu ressens
Blurs what is right and what is real
Brouille ce qui est juste et ce qui est réel
And there's no one here to make a deal with
Et il n'y a personne ici pour faire un marché avec
For the joker laughs along
Car le joker rit avec
And the jesters outsmarted
Et les bouffons sont plus malins
The gambler tries to win back what he's lost
Le joueur essaie de récupérer ce qu'il a perdu
And the sad man sings a song
Et l'homme triste chante une chanson
For the drunk and broken hearted
Pour les ivrognes et les cœurs brisés
And the fool he never knows how much it costs
Et le fou ne sait jamais combien ça coûte
Well the joker he laughs along
Eh bien le joker rit avec
While the jesters outsmarted
Alors que les bouffons sont plus malins
The gambler never wins back what he's lost
Le joueur ne récupère jamais ce qu'il a perdu
Yeah, and the sad man he sings a song
Oui, et l'homme triste chante une chanson
For the drunk and broken hearted
Pour les ivrognes et les cœurs brisés
The fool he never knows how much it costs
Le fou ne sait jamais combien ça coûte
No, the fool he never knows how much it costs
Non, le fou ne sait jamais combien ça coûte
Sweet Sunday afternoon
Süßer Sonntagnachmittag
September's golden brown
Septembers goldenes Braun
Summer always fades too soon
Der Sommer verblasst immer zu früh
Like the laughter of a clown
Wie das Lachen eines Clowns
And shadows fill the room
Und Schatten füllen den Raum
Where sorrows come to drown
Wo Sorgen ertrinken
Your heart's a lead balloon
Dein Herz ist ein Bleiballon
As you sink another one down
Während du einen weiteren hinuntersinkst
I know it numbs the way you feel
Ich weiß, es betäubt, wie du dich fühlst
Blurs what is right and what is real
Verwischt, was richtig und was echt ist
And there's no love left you can steal
Und es gibt keine Liebe mehr, die du stehlen kannst
For the joker laughs along
Denn der Joker lacht mit
And the jesters outsmarted
Und die Narren sind schlauer
The gambler tries to win back what he's lost
Der Spieler versucht, das zurückzugewinnen, was er verloren hat
And the sad man sings a song
Und der traurige Mann singt ein Lied
For the drunk and broken hearted
Für die Betrunkenen und Gebrochenen
And the fool he never knows how much it costs
Und der Narr weiß nie, wie viel es kostet
Sweet Sunday afternoon
Süßer Sonntagnachmittag
And all that can be heard
Und alles, was gehört werden kann
Is an old familiar tune
Ist eine alte vertraute Melodie
Though you've forgotten half the words
Obwohl du die Hälfte der Worte vergessen hast
And sunlight floods the room
Und Sonnenlicht flutet den Raum
Like a silent flock of birds
Wie ein stummer Schwarm Vögel
And hopes a red balloon
Und Hoffnung ist ein roter Ballon
Disappearing through the clouds
Der durch die Wolken verschwindet
I know it numbs the way you feel
Ich weiß, es betäubt, wie du dich fühlst
Blurs what is right and what is real
Verwischt, was richtig und was echt ist
And there's no one here to make a deal with
Und es gibt niemanden hier, mit dem man einen Deal machen kann
For the joker laughs along
Denn der Joker lacht mit
And the jesters outsmarted
Und die Narren sind schlauer
The gambler tries to win back what he's lost
Der Spieler versucht, das zurückzugewinnen, was er verloren hat
And the sad man sings a song
Und der traurige Mann singt ein Lied
For the drunk and broken hearted
Für die Betrunkenen und Gebrochenen
And the fool he never knows how much it costs
Und der Narr weiß nie, wie viel es kostet
Well the joker he laughs along
Nun, der Joker lacht mit
While the jesters outsmarted
Während die Narren schlauer sind
The gambler never wins back what he's lost
Der Spieler gewinnt nie zurück, was er verloren hat
Yeah, and the sad man he sings a song
Ja, und der traurige Mann singt ein Lied
For the drunk and broken hearted
Für die Betrunkenen und Gebrochenen
The fool he never knows how much it costs
Der Narr weiß nie, wie viel es kostet
No, the fool he never knows how much it costs
Nein, der Narr weiß nie, wie viel es kostet
Sweet Sunday afternoon
Dolce domenica pomeriggio
September's golden brown
Settembre dorato marrone
Summer always fades too soon
L'estate svanisce sempre troppo presto
Like the laughter of a clown
Come la risata di un clown
And shadows fill the room
E le ombre riempiono la stanza
Where sorrows come to drown
Dove i dolori vengono a annegare
Your heart's a lead balloon
Il tuo cuore è un palloncino di piombo
As you sink another one down
Mentre ne affondi un altro
I know it numbs the way you feel
So che intorpidisce il modo in cui ti senti
Blurs what is right and what is real
Offusca ciò che è giusto e ciò che è reale
And there's no love left you can steal
E non c'è più amore che puoi rubare
For the joker laughs along
Perché il giullare ride insieme
And the jesters outsmarted
E i giullari sono più astuti
The gambler tries to win back what he's lost
Il giocatore cerca di riconquistare ciò che ha perso
And the sad man sings a song
E l'uomo triste canta una canzone
For the drunk and broken hearted
Per l'ubriaco e il cuore spezzato
And the fool he never knows how much it costs
E lo sciocco non sa mai quanto costa
Sweet Sunday afternoon
Dolce domenica pomeriggio
And all that can be heard
E tutto ciò che si può sentire
Is an old familiar tune
È una vecchia melodia familiare
Though you've forgotten half the words
Anche se hai dimenticato metà delle parole
And sunlight floods the room
E la luce del sole inonda la stanza
Like a silent flock of birds
Come uno stormo silenzioso di uccelli
And hopes a red balloon
E la speranza è un palloncino rosso
Disappearing through the clouds
Che scompare tra le nuvole
I know it numbs the way you feel
So che intorpidisce il modo in cui ti senti
Blurs what is right and what is real
Offusca ciò che è giusto e ciò che è reale
And there's no one here to make a deal with
E non c'è nessuno qui con cui fare un accordo
For the joker laughs along
Perché il giullare ride insieme
And the jesters outsmarted
E i giullari sono più astuti
The gambler tries to win back what he's lost
Il giocatore cerca di riconquistare ciò che ha perso
And the sad man sings a song
E l'uomo triste canta una canzone
For the drunk and broken hearted
Per l'ubriaco e il cuore spezzato
And the fool he never knows how much it costs
E lo sciocco non sa mai quanto costa
Well the joker he laughs along
Beh, il giullare ride insieme
While the jesters outsmarted
Mentre i giullari sono più astuti
The gambler never wins back what he's lost
Il giocatore non riconquista mai ciò che ha perso
Yeah, and the sad man he sings a song
Sì, e l'uomo triste canta una canzone
For the drunk and broken hearted
Per l'ubriaco e il cuore spezzato
The fool he never knows how much it costs
Lo sciocco non sa mai quanto costa
No, the fool he never knows how much it costs
No, lo sciocco non sa mai quanto costa