Mississippi in the middle of a dry spell,
Jimmy Rogers on the Victrola up high,
Mama's dancin' with baby on her shoulder,
The sun is settin' like molasses in the sky,
The boy could sing, knew how to move, everything
Always wanting more, he'd leave you longing for.

Black velvet and that little boy's smile,
Black velvet with that slow southern style,
A new religion that'll bring ya to your knees,
Black velvet if you please.

Up in Memphis the music's like a heatwave,
White lightening, bound to drive you wild,
Mama's baby's in the heart of every school girl,
"Love me tender" leaves 'em cryin' in the aisle,
The way he moved, it was a sin, so sweet and true
Always wanting more, he'd leave you longing for.

Black velvet and that little boy's smile,
Black velvet with that slow southern style,
A new religion that'll bring ya to your knees,
Black velvet if you please.

Every word of every song that he sang was for you.
In a flash he was gone, it happened so soon, what could you do?

(Guitar Solo)

Black velvet and that little boy's smile,
Black velvet with that slow southern style,
A new religion that'll bring ya to your knees,
Black velvet if you please.

Black velvet and that little boy's smile,
Black velvet with that slow southern style,
A new religion that'll bring ya to your knees,
Black velvet if you please.

If you please, if you please, if you please.

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«Блэк Вельвет»* (перевод Dan_UndeaD из Northrend )

Миссисипи в разгар сезона засухи,
Голос Джимми Роджерса** из «Виктролы»*** на полную громкость,
Мать танцует с ребёнком на плече,
Солнце садится в небе, словно патока.
Мальчик мог петь, умел двигаться, всё, что надо.
Всегда стремясь к большему, он оставил бы вас желать…

"Блэк Вельвет" и этой улыбки мальчика…
"Блэк Вельвет" и этот неспешный южный стиль…
Новая религия, которая поставит тебя на колени,
"Блэк Вельвет", с вашего позволения...

В Мемфисе музыка – словно жаркая волна,
Светлая вспышка молнии, готовая привести тебя в исступление.
Сын матери – в