Billy Wilder, Samuel Taylor and Ernest Lehman - Sabrina [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Sabrina]
Once upon a time, on the north shore of Long Island, some 30 miles from New York, there lived a small girl on a large estate. The estate was very large indeed and had many servants. There were gardeners to take care of the gardens, and a tree surgeon on a retainer. There was a boatman to take care of the boats, to put them in the water in the spring and scrape their bottoms in the winter. There were specialists to take care of the grounds -- the outdoor tennis court and the indoor tennis court, the outdoor swimming pool and the indoor swimming pool. And there was a man of no particular title who took care of the small pool in the garden for a goldfish named George.

Also on the estate, there was a chauffeur by the name of Fairchild, who had been imported from England years ago. together with a new Rolls-Royce. Fairchild was a fine chauffeur of considerable polish like the eight cars in his care. And he had a daughter by the name of Sabrina.

It was the eve of the annual six-meter yacht races, and, as had been tradition on Long Island for the past 30 years, the Larrabees were giving a party. (Sabrina spied on the party, climbing a tree for a better view) It never rained on the night of the Larrabee party. The Larrabees wouldn't have stood for it.

There were four Larrabees in all -- father, mother and two sons. Maude and Oliver Larrabee were married in 1906, and among their many wedding presents was the town house in New York and this estate for weekends. The town house has since been converted into Saks Fifth Avenue. Linus Larrabee, the elder son, graduated from Yale, where his classmates voted him the man most likely to leave his alma mater $50 million. His brother David went through several of the best eastern colleges for short periods of time and through several marriages for even shorter periods of time. He is now a successful six-goal polo player, and is listed on Linus's tax return as a $600 deduction.

Life was pleasant among the Larrabees, for this was as close to heaven as one could get on Long Island.