Tom Waits
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Martha
Centralino, per favore, questo numero quanti anni sono passati riconoscerà ancora la mia voce mentre ricaccio indietro le lacrime? Pronto, sì pronto, sei tu Martha? Sono il vecchio Tom Frost è un’interurbana ma non preoccuparti per gli scatti saranno quarant’anni, o forse più ti ricordi ora, Martha incontriamoci per un caffè e ci faremo due chiacchiere sopra. Erano i giorni delle rose di poesia e di prosa Martha, eri tutto per me ed io ero tutto per te non ci interessava il domani non pensavamo ai nostri crucci li tenevamo per un giorno di pioggia Mi sento così vecchio ora anche tu sarai invecchiata come stanno tuo marito e i ragazzi? Sai che anch’io mi sono sposato? Per fortuna hai trovato qualcuno che ti fa sentire sicura eravamo così giovani e irresponsabili ora siamo maturi Erano i giorni delle rose di poesia e di prosa Martha, eri tutto per me ed io ero tutto per te non ci interessava il domani non pensavamo ai nostri crucci li tenevamo per un giorno di pioggia Ero sempre così impulsivo forse ancora lo sono ma tutto quello che mi importava allora era di sentirmi uomo credo che non fosse destino che rimanessimo insieme Martha, però Martha io ti amo, lo capisci? Erano i giorni delle rose di poesia e prosa Martha, eri tutto per me ed io ero tutto per te non ci interessava il domani non pensavamo ai nostri crucci li tenevamo per un giorno di pioggia E ricordo le tranquille serate che fremevo stretto a te…
Martha
Operator, number, please: it’s been so many years Will she remember my old voice while I fight the tears? Hello, hello there, is this Martha? this is old Tom Frost, And I am calling long distance, don’t worry ‘bout the cost. ‘Cause it’s been forty years or more, now Martha please recall, Meet me out for coffee, where we’ll talk about it all. And those were the days of roses, poetry and prose and Martha all I had was you and all you had was me. There was no tomorrows, we’d packed away our sorrows And we saved them for a rainy day. And I feel so much older now, and you’re much older too, How’s your husband? and how’s the kids? you know that I got married too? Lucky that you found someone to make you feel secure, ‘Cause we were all so young and foolish, now we are mature. And those were the days of roses, poetry and prose and Martha all I had was you and all you had was me. There was no tomorrows, we’d packed away our sorrows And we saved them for a rainy day. And I was always so impulsive, I guess that I still am, And all that really mattered then was that I was a man. I guess that our being together was never meant to be. And Martha, Martha, I love you can’t you see? And those were the days of roses, poetry and prose and Martha all I had was you and all you had was me. There was no tomorrows, we’d packed away our sorrows And we saved them for a rainy day. And I remember quiet evenings trembling close to you...
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Auteur: Tom Waits
Componist: ?
Publisher: Elektra/Asylum/Nonesuch Records
Details:
Uitgegeven in: 1973
Taal: Engels
Vertalingen: Spaans , Italiaans , Nederlands
Komt voor op: Closing time (1973) , Asylum Years (1986) , For No Man (2002) , Downtown Blues (1992)
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