Перевод песни Beatles, the (Битлз) – Roll over Beethoven

I’m gonna write a little letter, gonna mail it to my local DJ.

It’s a rockin’ little record I want my jockey to play.

Roll over Beethoven, gotta hear it again today.

You know my temp’rature’s risin’ and the jukebox blows a fuse.

My heart’s beatin’ rhythm and my soul keeps a-singin’ the blues.

Roll over Beethoven and tell Tchaikowsky the news.

I’ve got a rockin’ pneumonia, I need a shot of rhythm and blues.

I think I caught an arthritis sittin’ down by the rhythm reviews.

Roll over Beethoven, a-rockin’ in two by two.

Well, if you feel it ‘n’ like it,

Go get your lover and reel and rock it,

Roll it over and move on up just a trifle further and a-reel and rock it, roll it over.

Roll over Beethoven, rockin’ in two by two.

Early in the mornin’ I’m a-givin’ you the warnin’, don’t you step on my blue suede shoes!

Hey diddle, diddle, I’m a-playin’ my fiddle, ain’t got nothin’ to lose.

Roll over Beethoven and tell Tchaikowsky the news.

You know she wiggles like a glow-worm, dance like a spinnin’ top.

She’s got a crazy partner, ought to see ’em reel and rock.

Long as she’s got a dime, the music will never stop.

Roll over Beethoven…

Dig to these rhythm and blues!