ΜΙΑ ΩΡΑΙΑ ΤΑΙΝΙΑ ΔΙΑΧΡΟΝΙΚΗ ΠΗΓΗ ΕΜΠΝΕΥΣΗΣ ΓΙΑ ΤΟΥΣ ΤΡΑΓΟΥΔΟΠΟΙΟΥΣ

1.The Ballad of Cable Hogue

Η ΜΕΓΑΛΗ ΕΠΙΤΥΧΙΑ ΤΟΥ ΣΑΜ ΠΕΚΙΝΠΑ

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2. ΕΝΑ  ΤΡΑΓΟΥΔΙ  ΤΟΥ 1975 ΕΜΠΝΕΥΣΜΕΝΟ

ΑΠΟ ΤΟΝ ΗΡΩΑ ΤΗΣ  ΤΑΙΝΙΑΣ ΤΟΥ ΠΕΚΙΝΠΑ, 

ΑΛΛΑ ΜΕ ΕΝΤΟΝΟ ΚΟΙΝΩΝΙΚΟ  ΠΕΡΙΕΧΟΜΕΝΟ

John Cale

Cable Hogue

Traffic moving slowly Monday morning
Money talks, people hoping
Cable Hogue where've you been
Cable Hogue where've you been

Something inside me tells me you won't show
I know you're carrying heat
What for God only knows
Cable why'd you leave me
Cable Hogue where've you been
I just wanted to say goodbye
So much to say goodbye
Wanted to say goodbye to all my friends in case I die

Need to go to Georgia, got a bank to blow
Living ain't easy, but it's much harder when it's slow
Cable wish you were with me now
Cable Hogue where've you been
You know they're looking for you down south
And all you've got to do is go down there
And open your big fat mouth
Cable you can't leave me here like this
Cable please...

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3. Η ΜΕΓΑΛΗ ΕΠΙΤΥΧΙΑ ΤΩΝ GALLEXICO (2000),

ΜΕ ΕΚΔΗΛΟ  ΤΟ ΧΙΟΥΜΟΡΙΣΤΙΚΟ ΠΕΡΙΕΧΟΜΕΝΟ

I live out yonder where the snakes and scorpions run

got myself a little goldmine to bank on

but one day my heart sank when I saw Madame in town

I knew her love would be the death of mine

(L'amour passait, l'amour obsolète.

Pourquoi perdre sa vie à chercher l'or d'un coeur?

Je ne me noierai pas dans ce désert mystique.

Je ferme mes comptes et je repars.)

Love is passe and love is obsolete

some spend their whole lives searching for a heart of gold

I'm tired of treading water in this desert mystique

I'm cashing in my chips before I ride

Do me a favor while I'm hanging here

Take this gold and go and hide

Don't twist too hard darlin' on your hangin' rope

(ne gigote pas chéri sur ta corde pendue)

Don't worry I'll be free in no time.

She promised me she would be there when I'd return

she didn't say she'd have a whole army there as well

she whispered, "J'taime Baby," as she fired that gun at me.

It's getting late and I'm running out of time

I should've stayed way out yonder better off with the scorpions and snakes

Every act which has no heart will be found out in the end

I'm a little late this time, cause her love

would be the death of mine, mine, all mine