People carry roses
Make promises by the hours
My love she laughs like the flowers
Valentines can’t buy her

Life sometimes must get lonely

I think this time we shall escape

Was that the thunder that I heard?
My head is vibrating, I feel a sharp pain
Come sit by me, don’t say a word
Oh, can it be that I am slain?

It's was raining from the first and I was dying there of thirst

Hoy, aquellos que no conocen/escuchan/gustan de Dylan tanto como los que lo idolatran (caso de la que les escribe), nos tomamos 5 minutos y escuchamos esta canción prestándole atención a la letra. Cuando termine, suspiran y algunos finalmente entenderán, otros reafirmaremos, que el viejo Bob es el mejor compositor que los Dioses nos han regalado.



Nobody feels any pain
Tonight as I stand inside the rain
Ev’rybody knows
That Baby’s got new clothes
But lately I see her ribbons and her bows
Have fallen from her curls
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does
And she aches just like a woman
But she breaks just like a little girl

Queen Mary, she’s my friend
Yes, I believe I’ll go see her again
Nobody has to guess
That Baby can’t be blessed
Till she sees finally that she’s like all the rest
With her fog, her amphetamine and her pearls
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does
And she aches just like a woman
But she breaks just like a little girl

It was raining from the first
And I was dying there of thirst
So I came in here
And your long-time curse hurts
But what’s worse
Is this pain in here
I can’t stay in here
Ain’t it clear that—

I just can’t fit
Yes, I believe it’s time for us to quit
When we meet again
Introduced as friends
Please don’t let on that you knew me when
I was hungry and it was your world
Ah, you fake just like a woman, yes, you do
You make love just like a woman, yes, you do
Then you ache just like a woman
But you break just like a little girl


Ahora junten los pedazos de corazón que se les acaban de caer.

Headin' for anothet joint

Dos páginas con TODOS los bootlegs de Dylan y grabaciones en vivo.

http://homepage.mac.com/danielmartin/Dylan/html/boots/00/HeadingForAnotherJoint.html

http://headedforanotherjoint.blogspot.com/

Entren cuando estén solos porque les va a dar un orgasmo.

De paso... un temazo y una letra de puta madre (como siempre)

http://www.bobdylan.com/songs/tangled-up-in-blue

It's all over now, Baby blue

You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last
But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun
Crying like a fire in the sun
Look out the saints are comin’ through
And it’s all over now, Baby Blue

The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense
Take what you have gathered from coincidence
The empty-handed painter from your streets
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets
This sky, too, is folding under you
And it’s all over now, Baby Blue

All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home
All your reindeer armies, are all going home
The lover who just walked out your door
Has taken all his blankets from the floor
The carpet, too, is moving under you
And it’s all over now, Baby Blue

Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you
Forget the dead you’ve left, they will not follow you
The vagabond who’s rapping at your door
Is standing in the clothes that you once wore
Strike another match, go start anew
And it’s all over now, Baby Blue

I belong to Robert

Mañana, serán 70 años que nació el hombre de mi vida.

Capaz de escribir cosas como ésta

Canción que cuando la escucho, siempre me recuerda a ese otro hombre de mi vida, el que me introdujo en su música, el culpable de todo y que cuando me enseñó esta canción me dijo:

"No hay canción de amor más triste"

Te habrás acordado de mi mientras la escuchabas en todos estos años?.

Gracias, D... most of the time...

Necesito dejar de escuchar a Dylan e identificarme tanto.