Maxine Sullivan - Stompin' at the Savoy - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

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Stompin' at the Savoy - песня, посвященная знаменитому гарлемскому танцевальному залу Savoy. В Савойе не было разделения по цвету кожи, каждый вечер в нем собирались сотни черных и белых людей, чтобы потанцевать вместе.
Stompin 'At the Savoy is a song dedicated to the famous Savoy Harlem Dance Hall. There was no separation in Savoy in the color of the skin, every evening hundreds of black and white people gathered in it to dance together.
Изначально Stompin' at the Savoy была написана для оркестра Чика Уэба, который чаще других играл для танцующих в Савойе. Позже ее исполняли Бэнни Гудмэн, Фрэнк Синатра и другие музыканты. На этой записи песня исполнена знаменитой джазовой певицой Maxine Sullivan.
Initially, Stompin 'at the Savoy was written for the Chic Web orchestra, who played more often for the dancing in Savoy. Later it was performed by Banny Gudman, Frank Sinatra and other musicians. On this entry, the song is performed by the famous Jazz Pevitsa Maxine Sullivan.


Savoy, the home of sweet romance,
Savoy, The Home of Sweet Romance,
Savoy, it wins you with a glance,
Savoy, Its You with A Glance,
Savoy, gives happy feet a chance to dance.
Savoy, Gives Happy Feet a Chance to Dance.


Your old form just like a clinging vine,
Your Old Form Just Like a Clinging Vine,
Your lips so warm and sweet as wine,
YOUR Lips so Warm and Sweet as Wine,
Your cheek so soft and close to mine, divine.
Your Cheek So Soft and Close to Mine, Divine.


How my heart is singing,
How Myart Is Singing,
While the band is swinging,
While The Band is Swinging,
I'm never tired of romping,
I'M NEVER TIRED of ROMPing,
And stomping with you at the Savoy.
And Stomping with you at the savoy.
What joy - a perfect holiday,
What Joy - A Perfect Holid,
Savoy, where we can glide and sway,
Savoy, Were We Can Glide and Sway,
Savoy, let me stomp away with you;
Savoy, Let Me Stomp Away with You;