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Tambourine Man

Hey, tambourine man, come and sing a song for me
I'm not sleepy and I can go where I wish
Hey, tambourine man, come and sing a song for me
Through the fanfares of the dawn I will follow you
 
Though I know that night's fantasy castle has broken down to sand
Glided from my hand
Placed me sleepless in a land I would rather forget
My idleness confounds me, my feet are on the run
I'm not meeting anyone
And my street is too cramped and dead for dreams
 
Hey, tambourine man, come and sing a song for me
I'm not sleepy and I can go where I wish
Hey, tambourine man, come and sing a song for me
Through the fanfares of the dawn I will follow you
 
Take me on your ship to a world I've never seen
I'm tired of sense and wit, I can't get any grip
About that with wrong and right, my feet walk crookedly, I'm just waiting for where
My boots will take me
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready to leave
To life's carnival, let your magic wand show where
I promise to obey you
 
Hey, tambourine man, come and sing a song for me
I'm not sleepy and I can go where I wish
Hey, tambourine man, come and sing a song for me
Through the fanfares of the dawn I will follow you
 
You might hear someone somewhere laughing like a lunatic
It's not aimed at anyone, it's just something that's happening
Here there are no limits except for heaven
And if you hear weak rhythms, something that just ticks on
From the tambourine every now and then, it is the clown from yesterday
With nothing to occupy himself
Just a shadow that you see that's chasing the wind
 
Hey, tambourine man, come and sing a song for me
I'm not sleepy and I can go where I wish
Hey, tambourine man, come and sing a song for me
Through the fanfares of the dawn I will follow you
 
Help me to disappear through memories' curtain of smoke
Away from the open wounds of time, over autumn's frozen leaves
In through the trees that will soon die, to the forest's dark lake
To finally say goodbye to all sorrows
To dance under the stars with my hand to the sky, while the seas
Storm
To be one with wind and sand while all of fate's orders have been buried in the deep of the sea
Let me forget about today until tomorrow
 
Hey, tambourine man, come and sing a song for me
I'm not sleepy and I can go where I wish
Hey, tambourine man, come and sing a song for me
Through the fanfares of the dawn I will follow you
 

When Our Ship Comes In

A morning will dawn
When the shadows fly
And the whistling winds rest
Like a minute of stillness
Before the storm breaks out
The day our ship comes in
Like a well-aimed blow
Through waves and sea
Our ship will make the beach shake
Through the howl of the storm
You hear the roar of the waves
And the new day has awoken
 
Under the seagulls' box
Fish are swimming around
While the waves flow and roll
And every cliff on the land
Shows the way into the beach
The day our ship comes in
And all the words they have said
Catch us in their power
Sound suddenly like stories for children
And all the chains like bands
Just broke and disappeared
To the bottom of the deep ocean
 
And a song rises up
When the flag goes up to the top
And our ship glides into the beach
And the sun itself will stand
At attention in the blue
The day our ship comes in
And the sand of gold
Is like the softest wool
For our feet, tired of journey
And the smartest on board
Say 'Mark our words
Now they will see us in the whole wide world'
 
And our enemies will stand
Like newly-awakened fools
And not understand at all what is happening
And they will push each other
And not believe that it's real
The day our ship comes in
And they will fall on their knees
And yell 'Say what you demand'
But we will answer: 'Your fate is sealed'
And like Pharoah's court
They will be drowned by a wave
And like Goliath they will be conquered
 

Spanish Boots

I will journey away, my most beloved friend
I will sail away from you tomorrow
Is there something I can send back to you
From the country to where I'm going
 
No, there's nothing you can send back to me
There's nothing I wish to be owning
Just that you come back here again
The same as when you left
 
But I thought that maybe you would want something fine
Made of silver or of gemstones
Either from the mountains around Madrid
Or from the coast of Barcelona
 
Take the stars of the sky and take the gold of the mountains
Take the most beautiful pearls in the sea
I would exchange them for a kiss from you
It's the only thing I wish for you to give me
 
But I might be gone for a long time still
And I'm just asking
Is there nothing I can send that can remind you of me
And make your days less long?
 
How can you, how can you ask me again?
You know it only makes me sad
The same thing I want today
I will want again tomorrow
 
I got a letter, it was a clear autumn day
It was from the boat she's sailing
It said: 'I don't know when I'm coming back
It depends on how I'm feeling'
 
So if you, my most beloved, feel that way
Your thoughts have well started to wander
And you're not thinking about me anymore
But of the country to where you're going
 
So take the summer's heat and take the winter's cold
Take the early spring's wildest winds
Yes, there is maybe something you can send home to me:
Spanish boots of soft, Spanish leather
 

Nadja

Nadja
who has taken your mittens
Nadja
what has happened with your shoe
While the flakes fall
while the shadows grow
is there something that drips
that is sticky as blood
 
Najda
have you finished playing already
Nadja
is the fun finished
You aren't allowed to belong
In the new Europe
And what is it that is running
from your torn blouse
 
Najda
who has taken your summers
Who has taken your springs
Who has stolen your time
Nadja
who fired on your dreams
Who buried your aspirations
Who has taken your life
 
Najda
where are all the wise ones
those who control and decide
those who say, they know
Nadja
where are all the strong ones
all those who rule
They want to see nothing.
 
Najda
there is no one who answers
Nadja
there is no one who hears
While the flakes fall
in the new Europe
there is a spot of blood that grows
while the dreams die.
 

The Home

I have been and taken a blow again
at a home for people like me
They said, I needed to rest for a while
then everything should be fine
But I sleep with open eyes
and I rest with open mouth
And as widely I understand it is the opposite
that it becomes worse every second
 
LalalalaAlala..
 
The head nurse asks me nicely
'How are we today?'
I don't know at all how I feel
but she doesn't look like she feels good
So when I bow and whisper
that I feel well as I must feel
then she nods happily and gives me a laugh
and pretends like she understands
 
LalalalaAlala...
 
Today is tomorrow and yesterday is today
And there is nothing that differs them
If I have been here a month or many years
I can scarcely remember
But it is nothing, if one wishes for
something, one should want to get
they will come tomorrow, you will see
or it probably ended yesterday
 
LalalalaAlala..
 
Yes, in here everything is normal
which is abnormal outside
Therefore you must look and go carefully with
everything which you don't do.
when one plays in their game
and plays along in their game
Because in here, like there outside
the right is most often wrong
 
LalalalaAlala...
 

The Girl and the Crow

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I sat the other day and read my newspaper
A day like so many others before
And I thought about all those dreams you've dreamt
That one after another have ended
 
Then I saw a picture of a girl
With a wounded crow on her arms
She runs through the forest
As fast as she possibly can
 
And she runs with fluttering locks (of hair)
She runs on her thin legs
And she prays and begs and she hopes and believes
That it's not too late
 
The girl is little and her hair is so bright
And her cheek is flickering red
The crow is clumsy and croaky black
In a moment it's completely dead
 
But the girl, she runs for her life
With a wounded bird in her arms
She runs towards safety and warmth
For what is real and true
 
And she runs with sparkling eyes
She runs on thin legs
Because she thinks it's true, what dad has said:
If there's life it's never too late
 
And I started to tremble in agony and distress
I shook with fear and terror
Because I knew for sure
That it was a picture of me that I saw
 
For my hope is a wounded crow
And I'm a running child
That thinks there's someone who help me yet
That thinks there's someone who has the answer
 
And I run with a pounding heart
I run on thin legs
And I pray and beg, though I actually know
That it is already too late