and curls his hair with hot iron tongs... so that he’ll look gorgeous at Mass on Sundays. It’s no wonder we played truant. Chickens! Of all the girls I’ve known and I’ve known some Until I first met you I was lonesome And when you came in sight my heart grew light And this old world seemed new to me You’re really swell I have to admit you Deserve expressions that really fit you Hurry up, Frankie. I can’t hold them. I’ve racked my brain hoping to explain all the things that you do to me Bei mir bist du schon, please let me explain Frankie, there’s nothing in the world... like a good feed of apples and a drink of water... and a good shit and plenty of grass to wipe your arse with. Paddy, quick, wipe your arse. It’s milking time! Will you wait for me? Frankie, wait. Frankie, you’re doing it wrong. You’ve got to pull it down. – You have to squeeze down. – Shut up! – Shut up! – Frankie, don’t! – Hey, clear off, you little bastards! – Run, Paddy, run! I’ll give you such a kick in the hole, you won’t know what hit you. Here, piggy. Mikey Molloy persuaded us to go to Peter Dooley’s house. Peter Dooley has a hump like the one Charles Laughton had... in The Hunchback of Notre Dame. That’s why they call him Quasimodo. Oh, and he has these four sisters with the enormous breasts. Okay, it’s a shilling for the three of you. Climb up the spout, and each of youse have a look, but no wankin’. I’ve my own sisters. Why should I pay to see your naked sisters? ’Cause looking at your own naked sisters is the worst sin of all. Not even a bishop in the world could forgive you for it. What can you see? – Oh, it’s grand. – Can you see their tits? I said no wankin’. There’s to be no wankin’ up the spout. – Oh, it’s grand. – I said no wankin’ up the spout! – You perverted bunch of filth! – Let go! My daughters can’t even wash themselves on a Friday night! Poor Quasimodo. He was right. Gawking at your own naked sisters is the worst sin of all. Except when you charge a shilling for the pleasure. That’s worse still. Introibo adaltare Dei. And then you say? Ad Deum quila etificat juventutem meam. Right. Introibo adaltare Dei, and then you say? Ad Deum quila etificat juventutem meam. Very good. Again. Introibo ad-- Ad Deum quila etificat juventutem mean. Hello. How are you? This is my son, Francis. He can recite the Latin, and he’s ready to be an altar boy. – Ad Deum-- – I’m sorry. We have no room. Never mind, son. Sacred Stan said there was no room for him. I’ll tell you what it is. ’Tis class distinction. They don’t want the boys from the lanes at the altar. They don’t want the ones with the scabby knees... and their arses hanging out of their trousers. They want the boys with the nice shoes and the clean hair... and the fathers with the steady jobs. Not useless like you. That’s what it is. And it’s hard to hang on to your faith. You buy pints for people you don’t know who tell you you’re a grand man, while your children are at home with their bellies stuck to their backbones. Aye, you’re right. I’ll get a job. I promise. If you get a job, you lose it the third week... because you drink all the wages... and you miss the work. We’ll get by, Angela. I’ll change. The dole is 19 shillings and the rent is 6. And that leaves 13 shillings to feed and clothe 5 people. God is good, you know. God might be good for someone somewhere, but he hasn’t been seen lately in the lanes of Limerick. Oh, Angela. You could go to hell for saying that. Aren’t I there already, Malachy? Come here. Come here. And then the angels left another baby on the stairs again. What are you going to call him, Angela? I like the name Kevin or Sean. If you called out the door, “Kevin, Sean, come in for your tea,” you’d have half of Limerick running at you. – I like the name Alphonsus. – Alphonsus? That’s a stupid name. Ah, Jesus Christ! – ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Звёздный путь 6: Неоткрытая страна на английском - текст Полкан и Шавка на английском - текст Готов! на английском - текст Вертихвостки 2 на английском - текст Нечто на английском |