Fat Old Sun
By Pink Floyd
1970
5:23
Official Music Video
Fat Old Sun by Pink Floyd
Lyrics & Translation
English
When that fat old sun in the sky is falling,
Summer evening birds are calling.
Summer Sunday and a year,
The sound of music in my ears.
Distant bells,
New-mown grass smells so sweet.
By the river holding hands,
Roll me up and lay me down.
And if you see,
Don't make a sound.
Pick your feet up off the ground.
And if you hear as the warm night falls
The silver sound from a tongue so strange,
Sing to me, sing to me.
When that fat old sun in the sky is falling,
Summer evening birds are calling.
Children's laughter in my ears,
The last sunlight disappears.
And if you see,
Don't make a sound.
Pick your feet up off the ground.
And if you hear as the warm night falls
The silver sound from a tongue so strange,
Sing to me, sing to me.
When that fat old sun in the sky is falling,
Summer evening birds are calling.
Children's laughter in my ears,
The last sunlight disappears.
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of Fat Old Sun by Pink Floyd
Fat Old Sun* (original Pink Floyd)
When that fat old sun in the sky is falling,
Summer evening birds are calling.
Summer Sunday and a year,
The sound of music in my ears.
Distant bells,
New-mown grass smells so sweet.
By the river holding hands,
Roll me up and lay me down.
And if you see,
Don't make a sound.
Pick your feet up off the ground.
And if you hear as the warm night falls
The silver sound from a tongue so strange,
Sing to me, sing to me.
When that fat old sun in the sky is falling,
Summer evening birds are calling.
Children's laughter in my ears,
The last sunlight disappears.
And if you see,
Don't make a sound.
Pick your feet up off the ground.
And if you hear as the warm night falls
The silver sound from a tongue so strange,
Sing to me, sing to me.
When that fat old sun in the sky is falling,
Summer evening birds are calling.
Children's laughter in my ears,
The last sunlight disappears.
Fat Old Sun (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Cuando ese viejo y gordo sol en el cielo cae,
Pájaros de tarde de verano están llamando.
Domingo de verano y un año,
El sonido de la música en mis oídos.
Campanas distantes,
Hierba recién cortada huele tan dulce.
Junto al río, de la mano,
Enróllame y recuéstame.
Y si ves,
No hagas ruido.
Levanta tus pies del suelo.
Y si oyes mientras la noche cálida cae
El sonido plateado de una lengua tan extraña,
Cántame, cántame.
Cuando ese viejo y gordo sol en el cielo cae,
Pájaros de tarde de verano están llamando.
Risas de niños en mis oídos,
La última luz del sol desaparece.
Y si ves,
No hagas ruido.
Levanta tus pies del suelo.
Y si oyes mientras la noche cálida cae
El sonido plateado de una lengua tan extraña,
Cántame, cántame.
Cuando ese viejo y gordo sol en el cielo cae,
Pájaros de tarde de verano están llamando.
Risas de niños en mis oídos,
La última luz del sol desaparece.
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