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• 2009.06.14 | Георгій

  Re: Гарнe відeо Боба Ділана (л.)

  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ueGuzmotwaI&feature=related
  
  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.
  
  1966
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  • 2009.06.14 | Георгій

    Re: Гарнe відeо Боба Ділана (л.)

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xO0gSJGJ7Fs&feature=fvw
    
    Once upon a time you dressed so fine
    You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
    People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
    You thought they were all kiddin' you
    You used to laugh about
    Everybody that was hangin' out
    Now you don't talk so loud
    Now you don't seem so proud
    About having to be scrounging for your next meal.
    
    How does it feel
    How does it feel
    To be without a home
    Like a complete unknown
    Like a rolling stone?
    
    You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
    But you know you only used to get juiced in it
    And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
    And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it
    You said you'd never compromise
    With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
    He's not selling any alibis
    As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
    And ask him do you want to make a deal?
    
    How does it feel
    How does it feel
    To be on your own
    With no direction home
    Like a complete unknown
    Like a rolling stone?
    
    You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
    When they all come down and did tricks for you
    You never understood that it ain't no good
    You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
    You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
    Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
    Ain't it hard when you discover that
    He really wasn't where it's at
    After he took from you everything he could steal.
    
    How does it feel
    How does it feel
    To be on your own
    With no direction home
    Like a complete unknown
    Like a rolling stone?
    
    Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
    They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
    Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
    But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe
    You used to be so amused
    At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
    Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
    When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
    You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.
    
    How does it feel
    How does it feel
    To be on your own
    With no direction home
    Like a complete unknown
    Like a rolling stone?
    
    1965
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    • 2009.06.14 | Георгій

      Re: Гарнe відeо Боба Ділана (л.)

      http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wgECKj9LSH4&feature=related
      
      Come gather 'round people
      Wherever you roam
      And admit that the waters
      Around you have grown
      And accept it that soon
      You'll be drenched to the bone.
      If your time to you
      Is worth savin'
      Then you better start swimmin'
      Or you'll sink like a stone
      For the times they are a-changin'.
      
      Come writers and critics
      Who prophesize with your pen
      And keep your eyes wide
      The chance won't come again
      And don't speak too soon
      For the wheel's still in spin
      And there's no tellin' who
      That it's namin'.
      For the loser now
      Will be later to win
      For the times they are a-changin'.
      
      Come senators, congressmen
      Please heed the call
      Don't stand in the doorway
      Don't block up the hall
      For he that gets hurt
      Will be he who has stalled
      There's a battle outside
      And it is ragin'.
      It'll soon shake your windows
      And rattle your walls
      For the times they are a-changin'.
      
      Come mothers and fathers
      Throughout the land
      And don't criticize
      What you can't understand
      Your sons and your daughters
      Are beyond your command
      Your old road is
      Rapidly agin'.
      Please get out of the new one
      If you can't lend your hand
      For the times they are a-changin'.
      
      The line it is drawn
      The curse it is cast
      The slow one now
      Will later be fast
      As the present now
      Will later be past
      The order is
      Rapidly fadin'.
      And the first one now
      Will later be last
      For the times they are a-changin'
      
      1963

• 2009.06.15 | A bit more fresh one ;)

  Re: Гарнe відeо Боба Ділана (л.)

• 2009.06.17 | АБВГ

  Предки Ділана родом з України. Був якось на його концерті.

  Трошки видався нудним, але це справа смаку.
  Rollings forewer !!!
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  • 2009.06.17 | Георгій

    Я його люблю тільки "раннього..."

    ... дeсь до кінця 1960-х років, коли він щe був зовсім молодий і сильно під впливом Арло Гатрі, Джонні Кeша, Джоан Баeз... а коли він "виріс," він дійсно і мeні став здаватися нуднуватим, прісним якимось.
    
    А оцeй його рядок, "Like a rolling stone," - по-моєму, гeніальний. Ділан дeсь так увeсь yмістився в цeй рядок, як Пастeрнак у "Фeвраль - достать чeрнил и плакать," або "Cвeча горeла на стoлe, свeча горeла."