мой совсем другой фэндомДилану удалось написать гениальный альбом, при этом повторив себя двадцатилетнего, только на этот раз ему не нужно было притворяться старым и бывалым блюзменом - он такой и есть. Хотя, конечно, в Together Through Life он скорее не блюзмен, а эль мариачи. Эль Мариачи из придорожной забегаловки или из кабаре с голыми девками. Песни есть простые, как мычание, есть нежные, как будто он поет колыбельную, только не ребенку, а любимой женщине, есть жутковато-циничные. Вот в последних он своей манерой особенно напоминает себя молодого - все эти интонации и смешки "в кадре"...
Forgetful heart
Like a walking shadow in my brain
All night long
I lay awake and listen to the sound of pain
The door has closed forevermore
If indeed there ever was a door
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There's a moment when all old things
Become new again
But that moment might have come and gone
All I have and all I know
Is this dream of you
Which keeps me living on
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Some of you women you really know your stuff
Some of you women you really know your stuff
But your clothes are all torn and your language is a little too rough
(...)
I'm motherless, fatherless, almost friendless too
I'm motherless, fatherless, almost friendless too
It's Friday morning on Franklin Avenue
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Well now what's the use in dreamin'
You got better things to do
Dreams never did work for me anyway
Even when they did come true
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Big politician telling lies
Restaurant kitchen, all full of flies
Don't make a bit of difference, don't see why it should
But it's all right, 'cause it's all good
It's all good
It's all good
Wives are leavin' their husbands, they beginning to roam
They leave the party and they never get home
I wouldn't change it, even if I could
You know what they say man, it's all good,
It's all good
All good
Brick by brick, they tear you down
A teacup of water is enough to drown
You ought to know, if they could they would
Whatever going down, it's all good
All good
Say it's all good
(...)
Cold blooded killer, stalking the town
Cop cars blinking, something bad going down
Buildings are crumbling in the neighborhood
But there's nothing to worry about, 'cause it's all good
It's all good
They say it's all good
I'll pluck off your beard and blow it in your face
This time tomorrow I'll be rolling in your place
I wouldn't change a thing even if I could
You know what they say, they say it's all good
It's all good