Скачать или смотреть Famous blue raincoat [L. Cohen] (Alessandro Ansani & Christian Buffa)

Alessandro Ansani: voice, guitar, indian harmonium, mix & master
Christian Buffa: double bass
Elena (Nina): illustration

Link to the track: https://alessandrolelloansani.bandcam...

Famous blue raincoat tells of a supreme kind of love we no longer know, grasp, or understand. A kind of love where a girl's affair with her boyfriend's mutual friend is not condemned, but it makes the betrayed say to the betrayer: "Thanks for the trouble you took from her eyes, I thought it was there for good, so I've never tried.".
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Famous blue raincoat racconta di un tipo d'amore supremo che non conosciamo più, né possiamo afferrare o comprendere. Un tipo d'amore nel quale il tradimento di una donna con un amico comune della coppia non è condannato; al contrario, fa sì che il tradito ringrazi il traditore dicendo: "Grazie per aver tolto il turbamento dai suoi occhi; credevo sarebbe rimasto lì per sempre, e quindi non ci ho nemmeno mai provato.".

Lyrics

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 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

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?

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

And you treated my woman to a flake of your life
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,
eell, 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.

If you ever come by here, for Jane or for me,
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've 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.

Sincerely,

L. Cohen