Don Juan's Reckless Daughter: novembre 2008

sabato 8 novembre 2008

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JONI !!!
guess you spent it with your enlarged family,and i'm glad for you cause your daughter can enjoy a wonderful mamacita!!!
the link between a mother and her daughter is something really precious and deep.so happy birthday twice!!!

p.s.:the book of your songs translated in italian has finally arrived.some years ago i gave my copy to my cousin,as a present,and now ,by other ways ,it has returned to me...
the silver links...

people's parties

All the people at this party
They've got a lot of style
They've got stamps of many countries
They've got passport smiles
Some are friendly
Some are cutting
Some are watching it from the wings
Some are standing in the centre
Giving to get something

Photo Beauty gets attention
Then her eye paint's running down
She's got a rose in her teeth
And a Iampshade crown
One minute she's so happy
Then she's crying on someone's knee
Saying laughing and crying
You know it's the same release

I told you when I met you
I was crazy
Cry for us all Beauty
Cry for Eddie in the corner
Thinking he's nobody
And Jack behind his joker
And stone-cold Grace behind her fan
And me in my frightened silence
Thinking I don't understand

I feel like I'm sleeping
Can you wake me
You seem to have a broader sensibility
I'm just living on nerves and feelings
With a weak and a lazy mind
And coming to peoples parties
Fumbling deaf dumb and blind

I wish I had more sense ot humor
Keeping the sadness at bay
Throwing the lightness on these things
Laughing it all away
Laughing it alI away
Laughing it all away

UNA CASSA DI TE

Una Cassa Di Te

Poco prima che il nostro amore finisse, mi dicesti
“Sono costante come la stella polare”
Ed io risposi, “Perennemente al buio,
Ma dov’è mai questo posto?
Se mi vuoi, mi trovi al bar”.

Sul retro di un sottobicchiere di cartone,
Sotto la luce blu della tv,
Ho disegnato una carta del Canada
Oh, il Canada!
E per due volte vi ho fatto sopra lo schizzo del tuo viso.

Oh, sei nel mio sangue, come il vino santo,
Oh, e hai un sapore così amaro, eppure così dolce,
Oh, potrei bere una cassa intera di te, amore,
E continuare a reggermi sulle gambe.
Continuerei a reggermi sulle gambe.

Oh, sono un pittore solitario,
Vivo in una scatola di colori,
Ho paura del demonio
E sono attratta da chi non ne ha paura.
Ricordo la volta che mi hai detto
“Amare è toccarsi l’anima”
Di sicuro tu hai toccato la mia
Poiché parte di te viene fuori da me
In questi versi, di tanto in tanto.

Oh, sei nel mio sangue, come il vino santo,
Oh, e hai un sapore così amaro, eppure così dolce.
Oh, potrei bere una cassa intera di te, amore,
E continuare a reggermi sulle gambe.
Continuerei a reggermi sulle gambe.

Ho incontrato una donna,
Aveva la bocca come la tua,
Conosceva la tua vita
Conosceva di te pregi e difetti,
E disse
“Va da lui, sta con lui se puoi,
Oh, ma sii pronta a sanguinare”
Oh, ma tu sei nel mio sangue, sei il mio vino santo
Oh, e hai un sapore così amaro, eppure dolce
Potrei bere una cassa intera di te, amore,
E continuare a reggermi sulle gambe.
E continuare a reggermi sulle gambe.
Continuerei a reggermi sulle gambe.

A CASE OF YOU

Just before our love got lost you said,
"I am as constant as a northern star."
And I said, "Constantly in the darkness
Where's that at?
If you want me I'll be in the bar."
On the back of a cartoon coaster
In the blue TV screen light
I drew a map of Canada
Oh Canada
With your face sketched on it twice
Oh, you're in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter and so sweet
Oh I could drink a case of you, darling
And I would still be on my feet
Oh I would still be on my feet

Oh I am a lonely painter
I live in a box of paints
I'm frightened by the devil
And I'm drawn to those ones that ain't afraid
I remember that time you told me, you said,
"Love is touching souls"
Surely you touched mine
'Cause part of you pours out of me
In these lines from time to time
Oh, you're in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter and so sweet
Oh I could drink a case of you, darling
Still, I'd be on my feet
I would still be on my feet

I met a woman
She had a mouth like yours
She knew your life
She knew your devils and your deeds
And she said,
"Go to him, stay with him if you can
But be prepared to bleed"
Oh but you are in my blood
You're my holy wine
You're so bitter, bitter and so sweet
Oh, I could drink a case of you, darling
Still I'd be on my feet
I would still be on my feet

Don Juan's Reckless Daughter

mercoledì 12 novembre 2008

sabato 8 novembre 2008

Informazioni personali

Archivio blog