It was the third of September
That day I'll always remember, yes I will
'Cause that was the day that my daddy died
I never got a chance to see him
Never heard nothin' but bad things about him
Momma I'm depending on you to tell me the truth
Momma just hung her head and said, son
あれは９月の３日だった
忘れるわけはないさ
親父が死んだ日だからね
死に目には逢えなかった
父さんには悪い噂しかなかったよね
ママ 今ならいいだろう
親父はどんな奴だったんだい？
すると母さんは
がっくりとうなだれて
こう言ったんだ
Papa was a rolling stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died, all he left us was alone
Papa was a rolling stone (my son, yeah)
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died, all he left us was alone
お前の父さんは
風来坊の根無し草だったんだよ
ふらふら辺りをぶらついて
どこでも寝てしまうんだ
一人で勝手に死んだのよ
私たちを残してね
Hey Momma!
Is it true what they say that Papa never worked a day in his life
And Momma, some bad talk goin' round town sayin' that
Papa had three outside children
And another wife, and that ain't right
Heard some talk Papa doing some storefront preachin'
Talking about saving souls and all the time leechin'
Dealing in dirt, and stealing in the name of the Lord
Momma just hung her head and said
ねえ 母さん
本当なのかい？
親父は一度も働いたことがないって
みんながそう噂してる
母さん以外に好きな女がいて
子供も３人いるらしい
ただの噂じゃないんだろ？
町のあちこちの店先で
説教めいたことを喚いてたって
神の名を語り
盗みまでやったというじゃないか
汝の魂に救いを
なんて言いながら
他人の生活を食い物にしていたらしいね
Hey Momma
I heard Papa called himself a jack-of-all-trades
Tell me is that what sent Papa to an early grave
Folks say Papa would beg, borrow, steal
To pay his bills
Hey Momma
Folks say Papa never was much on thinking
Spent most of his time chasing women and drinking
Momma I'm depending on you to tell me the truth
Momma looked up with a tear in her eye and said, son
ねえ 母さん
親父は自分のことを
何でも屋
って言ってたよね
借金を重ねて盗みに手を染め
しまいには物乞いをやっていた
そう 何でもやったんだよ父さんは
だから早死にしたんだろうな
おまえの父さんの頭は空っぽだった
そう、みんなが言うのさ
女遊びにうつつを抜かして
毎日酒浸り
母さん 本当のことを言ってくれよ
他に聞ける人なんかいやしない
お袋は顔を上げて
こう言った
目に涙を湛えながら
Papa was a rolling stone (well, well, well, well)
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died, all he left us was alone (lone, lone, lone, alone)
Papa was a rolling stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died, all he left us was alone
(I said) Papa was a rolling stone (yes he was, my son)
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died, all he left us was alone
My daddy was
俺の父さんは
転がる石ころだった
この世に落ち着く場所なんか
どこにも無かった
俺と母さんを残して
たった一人で死んでいったのさ
Papa was a rolling stone (yes he was, yeah)
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
written by Barrett Strong, Norman Whitfield
PAPA WAS A ROLLING STONE THE TEMPTATIONS
