John, she’s gone,
and probably she won’t return.
You better get used to this silence,
You better get used to be alone.
You know you can’t be so meek,
There’s a lot of girls in the streets waiting for you.
Maybe in loneliness you’ll find
That strength comes around
And you’ll fell able to smile.
Sparrows will fly
though yesterday’s storm.
All the ceremonies
won’t change just for one.
You know you can’t be so meek,
There’s a lot of things you’ve not seen
Waiting for you.
Maybe in loneliness you’ll find
That strength comes around
And you’ll fell able to smile.
No kind of science was born from the ashes
And that’s what you are now,
That’s what you are now,
Being so meek, so meek, so meek.
I look around, it’s an owl’s nest,
Clothes on the floor.
A brothel’s not the best place to sleep
If you don’t like feasts.
I have a dream to follow,
To follow, to follow.
I have a dream to follow,
To follow, to follow.
Somebody stole the letters I
Kept in my desk
Such a strange town, strangers around,
Fears attack me.
But I have a dream to follow,
To follow, to follow.
I have a dream to follow,
To follow, to follow.
Oh, was I wrong when I left
My bed was so warm
But I couldn’t stand being there
Waiting for more.
I have a dream to follow,
To follow, to follow.
I have a dream to follow,
To follow, to follow.
Stay, the wood is still burning,
Bright stars will shine in the sky.
Don’t say that I avoid the future,
Future isn’t written now.
God knows your charms have changed me,
I was an eloquent man.
Stay, like a cloud in the peak of a mountain,
We can forget your lies.
I’m so desirous to be on the road,
I’d sell my death to be strong.
My fingers are useless and feeble
Without a hair to comb.
Stay, and the night will be longer,
I’ll strangle time to stay with you.
I’ve bought new sheets, they are pink,
I’ll lift you in my arms to the room.
No need to say everything is ready,
Waiting for you to say you stay.
May I take you slowly,
And guide you with my hands to a secret place,
Beneath trees and stars,
And all the things two lovers need?
May I dance with you,
Though you know I don’t like to dance?
May I sing for you?
Because you know I love to sing.
May I taste your charms
Like gentlemen do with the wine,
Knowing I’m right,
That’s the bottle that I want.
And a violin plays
Through there are no violins here,
And an electric ray has crossed my eyes
And comes from you.
Light comes from you.
Tonight, light comes from you.
Light comes from you,
Every night light comes from you.
Now the courtroom is empty,
But the judge is still there,
With the gown and the hammer.
His old eyes are reminding
A last picture of the convict,
A young man that won’t see the new year.
It’s been a crowded trial,
Journalists and onlookers,
Eye for eye and tooth for tooth.
The sentence was written
Before the ceremony,
The signature was just a requirement.
And he says: I didn’t make the law,
I’m not going to kill him, I just have a job.
I didn’t make the law,
I’m not going to kill him, I just have a job.
Now the judge is in his office,
A paper on his table,
He’d like to be able to send it.
It’s the system, it’s not me,
It’s history, it’s not me.
A single man can’t change things.
From a long distance,
the beating of an unknown heart
hammering his mind.
And he says: I didn’t make the law,
I’m not going to kill him, I just have a job.
I didn’t make the law,
I’m not going to kill him, I just have a job.
Now the judge folds the paper,
And he tears it in two parts,
And throws it to the bin.
A pair of sleeping pills,
Delegating on time
The weight of oblivion.
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Now the courtroom is empty,
But the judge is still there,
With the gown and the hammer.
His old eyes are reminding
A last picture of the convict,
A young man that won’t see the new year.
It’s been a crowded trial,
Journalists and onlookers,
Eye for eye and tooth for tooth.
The sentence was written
Before the ceremony,
The signature was just a requirement.
And he says: I didn’t make the law,
I’m not going to kill him, I just have a job.
I didn’t make the law,
I’m not going to kill him, I just have a job.
Now the judge is in his office,
A paper on his table,
He’d like to be able to send it.
It’s the system, it’s not me,
It’s history, it’s not me.
A single man can’t change things.
From a long distance,
the beating of an unknown heart
hammering his mind.
And he says: I didn’t make the law,
I’m not going to kill him, I just have a job.
I didn’t make the law,
I’m not going to kill him, I just have a job.
Now the judge folds the paper,
And he tears it in two parts,
And throws it to the bin.
A pair of sleeping pills,
Delegating on time
The weight of oblivion.
Playing cards on the floor, a dirty room and a heartache,
An old dog sleeps on the couch and the sugar cup is broken,
On the unmade bad, the leftovers of a sandwich,
And whisky stain really big in the sheets.
In my bachelor’s house, bachelor’s house,
Bachelor’s house.
The windows don’t let the sun in with red curtains,
The last dishes on the sink, still unwashed
In a corner, a reading lamp behind the armchair,
with a low power light bulb.
In my bachelor’s house, bachelor’s house,
Bachelor’s house.
No feminine clothes left by someone,
A single fork and three knives, I eat soup from the can.
The broken drawer can’t be closed because it’s too full
With shirts and unpaired socks made of holes.
In my bachelor’s house, bachelor’s house,
Bachelor’s house.
My loyal poorness is my family and my partner
And skipping through failures I have survived.
Never been erudite but not envious at all,
I’ve always loved freedom; I was born to live.
Things have not gone right
If you take the old conventions,
But I’ve seen all the trees
And I’ve been in every town
Helped by the oil lamps,
Jamming with other tramps,
With no place called home.
Through the corpulence of troubles
And the fright of competition,
There’s a bridge over the river
And a path to climb the hill.
Colors in the sky,
I’ve seen them all, I’ve loved them all,
I got a job at a saw-mill,
But I argued with the boss.
I write a lot of songs
That sometimes I forget.
My guitar, my fingers,
That’s all that I need,
I love to live singing
I live to write songs.
My guitar, my fingers,
That’s all that I need,
I love to live singing
I live to write songs.
You’re laying slept in my arms,
Probably dreaming about one of your many things.
I talk to the last stars, like always
And I make them jealous of me.
I have you, but you’re not mine
And the planet seems made for us.
The streets and the avenues,
The prairies and the paths.
You’re sleeping, you’re in peace
And then things acquire their sense,
And night makes it all greater
As sheep jump the fence.
In accordance with the universe,
Where floats your little world,
I feel lucky and grateful,
To be the one that keeps you from the cold.
Quiet lady, you closed eyes
Are trying to wake up,
I kiss them and you drowse.
Quiet lady, slept in my arms.
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When you blamed the world, because you need to blame,
I saw very clear that was the end
I tried to run as fast as I could
And the weather so adverse, it was raining nails.
Your magic revealed to be a bad trick
I saw you growing ugly from day to day
One day in a rush, you knocked on my door,
But I was in bed with someone else.
She was like a storm, there over me,
I saw the birth of love, there over me,
She needed my lips, they were her air,
But my heart was too far, too far from there.
The old sorcerer said: recipe to forget love.
Perhaps I went wrong, or omitted an ingredient,
Her tears like a stream way down her cheeks
Maybe it was a recipe to hurt.
I lingered on your hands, it was my first fault.
I held up a hope, the second one.
I told her love words that were in vain.
Now, it’s the beginning, although it seems the end.
Now, it’s the beginning, although it seems the end.
Lord, my heart is steadfast,
I’ll sing and make music
with all of my soul.
Awake, harp and lyre,
With my voice
I will awaken the dawn.
Oh, Lord, let your glory be all over the world.
And I’ll sing and make music with all of my soul.
Don’t remember me like I was,
Remember me like I am,
Pass the eraser upon the past.
For sure, you know that I’ve been bad,
I’ve broken some glasses and,
Together through life, anybody can err
And I’m not the exception for this rule.
You were the one who built a wall of ice
The one that sent me to the frost,
The one that turn her back on me.
Let me, let me show you how I’ve changed
Now I want to hold your hands,
And dance with the world, stare at the sun
Don’t say stupid words.
All the old dross of yesterday
Have been pushed downstairs,
I eluded the gibbet, now I just need your “yes”
The baptism will be completed.
Just when I saw leaves falling
I believed they died
Just I when I saw you laughing I forgot my doubts
And then the lights were darker,
Darker than the last night
And things became too clear.
There’s nothing in this life
To describe with a single word,
We’ve enjoyed the sunlight,
We’ve been in the fog,
I won’t define us with firmness,
But I will tell with firmness
That firmness isn’t good.
When I embraced you tightly
Early in the night,
I saw so clear
That was the meaning of life,
Oh girl, somewhere in me
I am believing
In all those things, still.
Try not to touch the memories,
Keep them like now
Or time will ride on you,
Oh, somehow, let the door open,
Today we are broken
But tomorrow never knows.
Life can be long,
But life seemed so short
When I heated death,
When I was in love
Now it’s like a duel
And I’m not feeling
I’ve got to be fast.
Who’s going to love you
When I’ll be gone,
When the nights be longer,
And you be alone
They say you are a raven
And I tell them: no, boys,
She’s a black dove.
Who’s going to love you
When I’ll be gone,
When the nights be longer,
And you be alone
They say you are a raven
And I tell them: no, boys,
She’s a black dove.
Well, it all has been my fault,
So I’ve decided to go,
I’ll change my name, I’ll change my style,
I’ll go back to my father’s ranch.
We have been strangers,
Though I gave you my map
Where I had marked the places
Where I feel when you touch.
So now, as the sun goes down
I jump to my old horse.
Spurs are moaning
And the desert is my home.
The spikes of corn
are waving with the wind,
the rocks are quite hostile
but I’ll try to sleep there.