Of course, I could be wrong over the years, but I am left with the impression that the Rolling Stones appeared right after the favorite song of my barefoot childhood, “ Lets twist again ” by Chebby Checker, which was recorded on an X-ray film of someone’s chest and to which we loved dancing the twist at school dances. True, in the darkest corners of the gym, so that the vigilant Komsomol leaders would not see. Although, as I now understand, all this supposedly ideological struggle against dudes, tight trousers and harmful dances was pure window dressing. Today's Nashists and other falcons are serious.
But the Rolling Stones were completely different dances to the antediluvian tape recorders. In addition, the recordings were usually some kind of completely shaggy fifth copies, so it was simply impossible to make out the words, even if at that time we knew the original language. Therefore, today, on the day of the glorious anniversary of the favorite band of my wonderful childhood, I want to share a free translation of one of their songs. And if anyone doesn’t like it, translate it yourself.
And I’ll also add that the name of the group most likely came from the phrase “Rolling stone gets no moss” - “Rolling stones never grow moss.” I think that what is meant here is not just “tumbleweeds,” as they usually say, but something more intelligent. Happy anniversary!
I CAN'T GET NO SATISFACTION - I AM NOT ABLE TO EXPERIENCE PLEASURE
I am incapable of experiencing pleasure.
Not capable, not capable...
Well, let's say I'm driving a car -
And on the radio someone mumbles and mumbles,
About the stupid Duma, which accepts everything
And he passes stupid laws...
I don't enjoy it.
I turn on the TV and I
They immediately start lying
I'm living so well now
And I'll be even better
And the one who tells it,
He's not even a man, he's just cheap.
I'm not capable, oh no, no, no, -
I am incapable of experiencing pleasure.
From the lies I've been hearing for many years,
No pleasure, no pleasure...
Will this never end?!