Un segno per un post in progress. Da molto molto tempo, sento di esprimere il significato che ha avuto, ed ha, per me aver incontrato, vissuto l’opera di Bob. Ci riuscirò, prima o poi? Potrei, comunque, cominciare il percorso (Never Endig Tour). Grazie, Bobby e buon compleanno …!
Rimando qui (clicca), per ora 🙂
kaapi carla barnabei & NPAL Archive August/September 012
NPAL Meetings & Memories 2405014
(in progress – continua 🙂 )
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versione, un po’ irlandese e sempre magica di “My back pages”
non posso modificare i post, cambiano, alcune lettere diventano maiscole e qualche parola cambia sparisce od appare… quindi lascio qui degli appunti… 🙂 Poi, integrerò
HAPPY, HAPPY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR BOBBY . . .
MY BACK PAGES
by Bob Dylan
Crimson flames tied through my ears
Rollin’ high and mighty traps
Pounced with fire on flaming roads
Using ideas as my maps
“We’ll meet on edges, soon,” said I
Proud ’neath heated brow
Ah, but I was so much older then
I’m younger than that now
Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth
“Rip down all hate,” I screamed
Lies that life is black and white
Spoke from my skull. I dreamed
Romantic facts of musketeers
Foundationed deep, somehow
Ah, but I was so much older then
I’m younger than that now
Girls’ faces formed the forward path
From phony jealousy
To memorizing politics
Of ancient history
Flung down by corpse evangelists
Unthought of, though, somehow
Ah, but I was so much older then
I’m younger than that now
A self-ordained professor’s tongue
Too serious to fool
Spouted out that liberty
Is just equality in school
“Equality,” I spoke the word
As if a wedding vow
Ah, but I was so much older then
I’m younger than that now
In a soldier’s stance, I aimed my hand
At the mongrel dogs who teach
Fearing not that I’d become my enemy
In the instant that I preach
My pathway led by confusion boats
Mutiny from stern to bow
Ah, but I was so much older then
I’m younger than that now
Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats
Too noble to neglect
Deceived me into thinking
I had something to protect
Good and bad, I define these terms
Quite clear, no doubt, somehow
Ah, but I was so much older then
I’m younger than that now
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