Muito legal o Video. Confesso que fiquei até emocionado, principalmente pelos versos. Eder, você que manja mais, podia traduzir o texto inteiro para nós. Tive o trabalho de copiá-lo e trascrevo-o abaixo:
It coughs in the morning and wheezes at night
It rattles and creeks and is a terrible sight
The lights are pathetic, the wipers a joke
And following traffic is lost in dense smoke
It leaks oil from the engine, and more from de box
Some on the drive, and more on your socks
Turning the steering, needs plenty of might
But it makes little difference if you turn left or right
It goes where it wants, whether you want to or not
So heaven help us, if want it to stop
It makes lots of noise, just finding the gears
Hard to Believe, they last so many years.
It bounces around on leaf springs so stiff
They only just move, if you drive off a cliff
The seats ar not much better, too much soft foam
(die beste pad…is die kortste pad…)
Gives a numb bumb, by the time you get home
Which will take quite a while, cos it is far from being fast
Sports cars to mopeds, they all seem to go past
So what do have? What is it we see?
Lurking within, and old series three?
Character? Charm? We love’em I’pose
For some unknown reason, beyond mere prose.
They transcend mortal language , have real soul
They they are alive, more than metal & oil
A trusty old friend, whatever the weather
Wont let down, well almost never.
Through thick and thin, they will give you their best
And when it gets tough, they will just leave the rest
They may be a pain, but they get better with time
And, this one my friend, well this one is mine