———————————————— “It’s warm beer and cold women, no I just don’t fit in Every joint I stumbled into tonight, that’s just how its been All these double-knit strangers with gin and vermouth And recycled stories, in the naugahyde booths And the platinum blondes and tobacco brunettes I’ll just be drinking to forget you, I light …
———————————————— “No shadow, no stars no moon, no cars November It only believes in a pile of dead leaves and a moon that’s the color of bone
———————————————— “One fine morning I woke up early bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao one fine morning I woke up early find the fascist at my door oh, partigiano, please take me with you bella ciao, bella ciao, goodbye beautiful oh, partigiano, please take me with you I’m not afraid anymore
———————————————— ———————————————— Thomas Alan Waits (nato il 7 dicembre 1949) è un musicista, compositore, cantautore e attore americano. I suoi testi si concentrano spesso sul ventre della società e sono consegnati nella sua caratteristica voce profonda e ghiaiosa. Ha lavorato principalmente nel jazz durante gli anni 1970, ma la sua musica dal 1980 ha riflesso …
———————————————— “Well you hate those diesels rollin’ and those Friday nights out bowlin’ when he’s off for a twelve hour lay over night You wish you had a dollar for every time he hollered that he’s leavin’ and he’s never comin’ back
———————————————— “Let’s put a new coat of paint on this lonesome old town set ‘em up, we’ll be knockin’ ‘em down you wear a dress baby I’ll wear a tie we’ll laugh at that old bloodshot moon in that burgundy sky
———————————————— “Lazy trip to heaven on the wings of your love banana moon is shining in the sky feel like I’m in heaven when you’re with me know that I’m in heaven when you smile though we’re stuck here on the ground I got something that I’ve found and it’s you.
———————————————— “Grapefruit moon, one star shining shining down on me Heard that tune, and now I’m pining honey, can’t you see? ‘Cause every time I hear that melody well, something breaks inside and the grapefruit moon, one star shining can’t turn back the tide.
———————————————— “I’ll be clickin’ by your house about two forty-five sidewalk sundae strawberry surprise I got a cherry popsicle right on time a big stick, mamma, that’ll blow your mind
———————————————— “Lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely eyes lonely face, lonely lonely in your place lonely, lonely, lonely eyes, lonely face lonely lonely in your place.
———————————————— “Well I’m sitting on a windowsill, blowing my horn nobody’s up except the moon and me and a lazy old tomcat on a midnight spree all that you left me was a melody.
———————————————— “Sing a song of sixpence, pocket full of rye hush-a bye my baby, no need to be crying you can burn the midnight oil with me as long as you will stare out at the moon upon the windowsill, and dream.
———————————————— “I’m singing this song, cause it’s time it was sung I’ve been putting it off for a while cause it’s harder by now, and the truth is so clear that I am crying when I’m seeing you smile.
———————————————— “Well, I’m walking on down Virginia Avenue trying to find somebody to tell my troubles to Harold’s club is closing, and everybody’s going on home what’s a poor boy to do?
———————————————— “Well I hope that I don’t fall in love with you ‘Cause falling in love just makes me blue well the music plays and you display your heart for me to see I had a beer and now I hear you calling out for me and I hope that I don’t fall in love …
———————————————— “I never saw the morning ‘til I stayed up all night I never saw the sunshine ‘til you turned out the light I never saw my hometown until I stayed away too long I never heard the melody until I needed a song.
———————————————— ———————————————— Album in studio. Closing Time (1973) 1. Ol’ ’55 (testo e traduzione) 2. I hope that I don’t fall in love with you (testo e traduzione) 3. Virginia Avenue (testo e traduzione) 4. Old shoes (and picture postcards) (testo e traduzione) 5. Midnight lullaby (testo e traduzione) 6. Martha (testo e traduzione) 7. …
———————————————— “It’s dreamy weather we’re on you waved your crooked wand along an icy pond with a frozen moon a murder of silhouette crows I saw and the tears on my face and the skates on the pond they spell Alice
———————————————— “Well my time went so quickly I went lickety, splitely, out to ma ol’55 as I pulled away slowly, feelin’ so holy God knows I was feelin’ alive
———————————————— “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 …