Well, I'll be damned
Here comes your ghost again
But that's not unusual
It's just that the moon is full
And you happened to call
And here I sit
Hand on the telephone
Hearing a voice I'd known
A couple of light years ago
Heading straight for a fall
As I remember your eyes
Were bluer than robin's eggs
My poetry was lousy you said
Where are you calling from?
A booth in the Midwest
Ten years ago I bought you some cufflinks
You brought me something
We both know what memories can bring
They bring diamonds and rust
Well, you burst on the scene, already a legend
The unwashed phenomenon
The original vagabond
You strayed into my arms
And there you stayed
Temporarily lost at sea
The Madonna was yours for free
Yes, the girl on the half-shell
Could keep you unharmed
Now I see you standing with brown leaves falling around
And snow in your hair
Now you're smiling out the window of that crummy hotel
Over Washington Square
Our breath comes out white clouds
Mingles and hangs in the air
Speaking strictly for me
We both could have died then and there
Now you're telling me you're not nostalgic
Then give me another word for it
You who are so good with words
And at keeping things vague
'Cause I need some of that vagueness now
It's all come back too clearly
Yes, I once loved you dearly
And if you're offering me diamonds and rust
I've already paid
Questa canzone è meravigliosa. Le parti che ho messo in corsivo sono quelle che mi piacciono di più. ^//^
Quella originale è di
Joan Baez, scritta per Bob Dylan, ma ci sono un sacco di cover, tra cui quella sei Blackmore's Night, che potete trovare nel lettore qui accanto, se avete voglia di affrontare la riproduzione casuale.
Qui trovate il video della versione originale, live. :3
Volevo postare anche una traduzione fatta da me, ma ho incontrato non poche difficoltà... mi ci vorrà del tempo per finirla. E poi non sono tanto sicura di riuscire ad arrivare a tradurre l'ultima strofa senza scoppiare a piangere.
