Τρίτη, Μαρτίου 16, 2010

ΤΡΑΓΟΥΔΙΑ ΠΟΥ ΑΓΑΠΗΣΑ: "DAYS OF PEARLY SPENCER"

David McWilliams (1945-2002) :
«Days Of Pearly Spencer» (1967)


A tenement, a dirty street
Walked and worn by shoeless feet
In silence long and so complete
Watch by shivering sun.

Old eyes in a small child's face
Watching as the shadows race
Through walls and cracks that leave no trace
And daylight's brightness shun

The days of Pearly Spencer,
Ahaha
The race is almost run

Nose pressed hard on frosted glass
Gazing as the swollen mass
On concrete fields where grows no grass
Stumbles blindly on

Iron trees smother the air
But withering they stand and stare
Through eyes that neither know nor care
Where the grass has gone

The days of Pearly Spencer,
Ahaha
The race is almost run

Pearly, where's your milk-white skin ?
What's that stubble on your chin ?
It's buried in the rotgut gin
You've played and lost, not won

You played a house that can't be beat
Now look, your head's bowed in defeat
You walked too far along the street
Where only rats can run

The days of Pearly Spencer, Ahaha
The race is almost run

2 σχόλια:

Ανώνυμος είπε...

Πραγματικά διαχρονικό κομμάτι. Απόδειξη: οι αμέτρητες διασκευές του.
Προσωπικές αγαπημένες: η αριστοκρατική και μελοδραματική του Marc Almond, καθώς και η ρυπαρή, νεοψυχεδελική των Vietnam Veterans.
Όπως και ναχει...συγκίνηση!

φιλιά κι αγάπη από Λούξ

Sting είπε...

Όμορφες οι διασκευές του κομματιού, αλλά προτιμώ την αρχική δημιουργία,
που έχει τη σφραγίδα μιας πολύ ταραγμένης εποχής επάνω της.

Υγίαινε και ευτύχει!...