Текст (слова) песни: Ella Fitzgerald - The Buzzard Song
PORGY Boss, dat bird mean trouble. Once de buzzard fold his wing an` light over yo` house, all yo` happiness done dead. Buzzard keep on flyin` over, take along yo` shadow. Ain` nobody dead dis mornin` Livin`s jus` begun. Two is strong where one is feeble; man an` woman livin`, workin`, Sharin` grief an` sharin` laughter, An` love like Augus` sun. Trouble, is dat you over yonder lookin` lean an` hungry? Don` you let dat buzzard keep you hangin` round my do`. Ain` you heard de news this mornin`? Step out, brudder, hit de gravel; Porgy who you used to feed on, Don` live here no mo` Ha, ha, ha, ha! Buzzard, on yo` way! Ole age, what is you anyhow, nuttin` but bein` lonely. Pack yo` things an` fly from here, Carry grief an` pain. Dere`s two folks livin` in dis shelter Eatin`, sleepin`, singin`, prayin`. Ain` no such thing as loneliness. An` Porgy`s young again.
PORGY AND CHORUS Buzzard, keep on flyin`, Porgy`s young again.
(All move off to their various rooms, leaving Bess alone. Sporting Life enters, sneaks up to Bess)
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