terça-feira, 24 de maio de 2011

Bob Dylan

Este jovem cantor e compositor norte-americano acaba de fazer anos, muitos, parte deles a dar-nos música, boa. Quem não se lembra de "Blowin' In The Wind", “Like a Rolling Stone” ou “Things have changed”? 

Mas o talento deste artista não se restringiu apenas à música, multifacetado, pegou em tintas e pincéis e pintou, “The Brazil Series”, várias telas com cenas do quotidiano brasileiro. O ano passado estiveram expostas em Copenhaga e tive a oportunidade de as ver.

Quem nunca vi ao vivo e a cores foi a menina do vídeo que se segue. Voltemos ao Dylan, ele bem pode dizer que "ainda" se... tenta.

When The Deal Goes Down

In the still of the night, in the world's ancient light
Where wisdom grows up in strife
My bewildered brain, toils in vain
Through the darkness on the pathways of life
Each invisible prayer is like a cloud in the air
Tomorrow keeps turning around
We live and we die, we know not why
But I'll be with you when the deal goes down

We eat and we drink, we feel and we think
Far down the street we stray
I laugh and I cry and I'm haunted by
Things I never meant nor wished to say
The midnight rain follows the train
We all wear the same thorny crown
Soul to soul, our shadows roll
And I'll be with you when the deal goes down

Well, the moon gives light and it shines by night
When I scarcely feel the glow
We learn to live and then we forgive
O'r the road we're bound to go
More frailer than the flowers, these precious hours
That keep us so tightly bound
You come to my eyes like a vision from the skies
And I'll be with you when the deal goes down

Well, I picked up a rose and it poked through my clothes
I followed the winding stream
I heard the deafening noise, I felt transient joys
I know they're not what they seem
In this earthly domain, full of disappointment and pain
You'll never see me frown
I owe my heart to you, and that's sayin' it true
And I'll be with you when the deal goes down

2 comentários:

  1. Lembrei-o no facebook!
    Só entro nalguns blogues como anónima e noutros nem assim! :-((

    Rosa dos Ventos

  2. Este senhor já teve o privilégio de me ver...lol

    É enorme!!!