Below, I translated the lyrics of the song Fairytale Of New York by Broilers from German to English.
These English lyric translations are not yet verified.
It was Christmas Eve babe
It was Christmas Eve babe
In the drunk tank
In the drunk tank
An old man said to me, won't see another one
An old man said to me, won't see another one
And then he sang a song
And then he sang a song
The Rare Old Mountain Dew
The Rare Old Mountain Dew
I turned my face away
I turned my face away
And dreamed about you
And dreamed about you
Got on a lucky one
Got on a lucky one
Came in eighteen to one
Came in eighteen to one
I've got a feeling
I've got a feeling
This year's for me and you
This year's for me and you
So happy Christmas
So happy Christmas
I love you baby
I love you baby
I can see a better time
I can see a better time
When all our dreams come true
When all our dreams come true
They've got cars big as bars
They've got cars big as bars
They've got rivers of gold
They've got rivers of gold
But the wind goes right through you
But the wind goes right through you
It's no place for the old
There's no place for the old
When you first took my hand
When you first took my hand
On a cold Christmas Eve
On a cold Christmas Eve
You promised me
You promised me
Broadway was waiting for me
Broadway was waiting for me
You were handsome
You were handsome
You were pretty
You were pretty
Queen of New York City
Queen of New York City
When the band finished playing
When the band finished playing
They howled out for more
They howled out for more
Sinatra was swinging
Sinatra was swinging
All the drunks they were singing
All the drunks were singing
We kissed on a corner
We kissed on a corner
Then danced through the night
Then danced through the night
And the boys of the NYPD choir
And the boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing Galway Bay
We're singing Galway Bay
And the bells were ringing out
And the bells were ringing out
For Christmas day
For Christmas day
You're a punk
You're a punk
You're an old slut on junk
You're an old slut on junk
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
You scumbag, you sucker
You scumbag, you sucker
You're cheap lousy fucker
You're cheap lousy fucker
Happy Christmas your arse
Happy Christmas your ass
I pray God it's our last
I pray God it's our last
And the boys of the NYPD choir
And the boys of the NYPD choir
Still singing Galway Bay
Still singing Galway Bay
And the bells are ringing out
And the bells are ringing out
For Christmas day
For Christmas day
I could have been someone
I could have been someone
Well so could anyone
Well, anyone could
You took my dreams from me
You took my dreams from me
When I first found you
When I first found you
I kept them with me babe
I kept them with me babe
I put them with my own
I put them with my own
Can't make it all alone
Can't do it all alone
I've built my dreams around you
I've built my dreams around you
And the boys of the NYPD choir
And the boys of the NYPD choir
Still singing Galway Bay
Still singing Galway Bay
And the bells are ringing out
And the bells are ringing out
For Christmas day
For Christmas day
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