Escrita
por Leonard Cohen, foi lançada em 1971 no disco Songs of love and
hate, o terceiro de sua carreira. É Escrita em forma de carta e
conta a história de um triangulo amoroso entre o narrador, uma
mulher chamada Jane e um homem que não tem seu nome revelado.
Fala
da Clinton Street em New York City, onde Cohen viveu.
Ron
Cornelius tocou violão.
Foi
regravada por Tori Amos e Joan Baez, entre outros artistas.
A
letra:
It's
four in the morning, the end of December
I'm writing you now just to see if you're better
New York is cold, but I like where I'm living
There's music on Clinton Street all through the evening
I'm writing you now just to see if you're better
New York is cold, but I like where I'm living
There's music on Clinton Street all through the evening
I hear that you're
building your little house deep in the desert
You're living for nothing now, I hope you're keeping some kind of record
You're living for nothing now, I hope you're keeping some kind of record
Yes, and Jane came by
with a lock of your hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear
Did you ever go clear?
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear
Did you ever go clear?
Ah, the last time we
saw you you looked so much older
Your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder
You'd been to the station to meet every train, and
You came home without Lili Marlene
Your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder
You'd been to the station to meet every train, and
You came home without Lili Marlene
And you treated my
woman to a flake of your life
And when she came back she was nobody's wife
And when she came back she was nobody's wife
Well I see you there
with the rose in your teeth
One more thin gypsy thief
Well, I see Jane's awake
She sends her regards
One more thin gypsy thief
Well, I see Jane's awake
She sends her regards
And what can I tell you
my brother, my killer
What can I possibly say?
I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive you
I'm glad you stood in my way
What can I possibly say?
I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive you
I'm glad you stood in my way
If you ever come by
here, for Jane or for me
Well, your enemy is sleeping, and his woman is free
Well, your enemy is sleeping, and his woman is free
Yes, and thanks, for
the trouble you took from her eyes
I thought it was there for good so I never tried
I thought it was there for good so I never tried
And Jane came by with a
lock of your hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear
Sincerely, L Cohen
A versão de Leonard
Cohen:
A versão de Joan Baez:
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