Ti si appiccica sempre addosso una certa malinconia, quando un amico se ne va...
Ma quando ad allontanarsi è un Maestro, beh, allora non ci sono parole che possano descrivere quello che si prova.
A meno che non decidano di sposarsi con la Musica...
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand,
Vanished from my hand,
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping.
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet,
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship,
My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip,
My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels
To be wanderin'.
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade
Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way,
I promise to go under it.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
Though you might hear laughin', spinnin', swingin' madly across the sun,
It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run
And but for the sky there are no fences facin'.
And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme
To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind,
I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're
Seein' that he's chasing.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind,
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves,
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach,
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,
Let me forget about today until tomorrow.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
Soundtrack: Mr. Tambourine Man - Bob Dylan
4 commenti:
Si è solo allontanato. E' presente come prima, più di prima.
Scusa ho scritto anche troppo.
Un abbraccio di cuore se può servire.
Roberto
Grazie di cuore Mio... Non preoccuparti, non è successo nulla di irreparabile...
Un abbraccio.
che bello zio bob (siamo intimo da 30 anni circa, li chiamo zio perché gli voglio bene...)! e che bella canzone...
grazie di averla scelta. e' come se avessi aperto a caso una pagina della mia vita!
ps. sai che mr tambourine nel gergo hippy anni '60 era il pusher? play a song for me e' come dire have a dope for me... ma non lo diciamo in giro...
Il vuoto muove le cose e cambia gli assetti
Bak
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