How does it feel, how does it feel? To be without a home Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone.
Foreigner - "Waiting for a girl like you" - Éxitos traducidos para ayudarte a aprender inglés
Ahh you've gone to the finest schools, alright Miss Lonely But you know you only used to get juiced in it Nobody's ever taught you how to live out on the street And now you're gonna have to get used to it You say you never compromise With the mystery tramp, but now you realize He's not selling any alibis As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes And say do you want to make a deal?
To be on your own, with no direction home A complete unknown, like a rolling stone. Ah you never turned around to see the frowns On the jugglers and the clowns when they all did tricks for you You never understood that it ain't no good You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you You used to ride on a chrome horse with your diplomat Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat Ain't it hard when you discovered that He really wasn't where it's at After he took from you everything he could steal.
To have on your own, with no direction home Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone. Ahh princess on a steeple and all the pretty people They're all drinking, thinking that they've got it made Exchanging all precious gifts But you better take your diamond ring, you better pawn it babe You used to be so amused At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used Go to him he calls you, you can't refuse When you ain't got nothing, you got nothing to lose You're invisible now, you've got no secrets to conceal.
How does it feel, ah how does it feel?
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To be on your own, with no direction home Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone. La gente te llamaba, diciendo: Ahora, no hablas tan alto, ahora, no pareces tan orgullosa de tener que estar gorroneando tu próxima comida. Cómo sienta estar sin un hogar, como una completa desconocida, como una piedra que rueda. Solitaria, pero sabes que solo solías emborracharte, y nadie te ha enseñado nunca cómo vivir en la calle.
Y ahora, te das cuenta que vas a tener que acostumbrarte a ello.
Cómo sienta estar por tu cuenta, sin un rumbo a casa, como una completa desconocida, como una piedra que rueda. Nunca te diste la vuelta para ver los ceños fruncidos de los malabaristas y los payasos, cuando todos se rebajaban y hacían trucos para ti. La princesa en la torre, y toda la gente guapa, beben, pensando que ya lo tienen hecho, intercambiando toda clase de regalos y cosas preciosas, pero mejor que levantes tu anillo de diamantes, nena, mejor que lo empeñes.
Solías estar tan entretenida con el Napoleón en harapos y el lenguaje que solía utilizar. Vete con él ahora, te llama, no puedes negarte, cuando no tienes nada, no tienes nada que perder, ahora, eres invisible, no tienes secretos que esconder. Early one mornin' the sun was shinin' I was layin' in bed Wondrin' if she'd changed at all If her hair was still red Her folks they said our lives together Sure was gonna be rough They never did like Mama's homemade dress Papa's bank book wasn't big enough And I was standin' on the side of the road Rain fallin' on my shoes Heading out for the east coast Lord knows I've paid some dues Gettin' through Tangled up in blue.
She was married when we first met Soon to be divorced I helped her out of a jam I guess But I used a little too much force We drove that car as far as we could Abandoned it out west Split up on a dark sad night Both agreeing it was best She turned around to look at me As I was walkin' away I heard her say over my shoulder We'll meet again some day On the avenue Tangled up in blue.
I had a job in the great north woods Working as a cook for a spell But I never did like it all that much And one day the axe just fell So I drifted down to New Orleans Where I was looking for to be employed Workin' for a while on a fishin' boat Right outside of Delacroix But all the while I was alone The past was close behind I seen a lot of women But she never escaped my mind And I just grew Tangled up in blue. She was workin' in a topless place And I stopped in for a beer I just kept lookin' at the side of her face In the spotlight so clear And later on as the crowd thinned out I's just about to do the same She was standing there in back of my chair Said to me, Don't I know your name?
I muttered somethin' under my breath She studied the lines on my face I must admit I felt a little uneasy When she bent down to tie the laces Of my shoe Tangled up in blue. She lit a burner on the stove And offered me a pipe I thought you'd never say hello, she said You look like the silent type Then she opened up a book of poems And handed it to me Written by an Italian poet From the thirteenth century And everyone of them words rang true And glowed like burnin' coal Pourin' off of every page Like it was written in my soul From me to you Tangled up in blue.
I lived with them on Montague Street In a basement down the stairs There was music in the cafes at night And revolution in the air Then he started into dealing with slaves And something inside of him died She had to sell everything she owned And froze up inside And when finally the bottom fell out I became withdrawn The only thing I knew how to do Was to keep on keepin' on Like a bird that flew Tangled up in blue.
So now I'm goin' back again I got to get to her somehow All the people we used to know They're an illusion to me now Some are mathematicians Some are carpenters' wives Don't know how it all got started I don't know what they're doin' with their lives But me, I'm still on the road Headin' for another joint We always did feel the same We just saw it from a different point Of view Tangled up in blue.
Bob Dylan, en 5 canciones emblemáticas (con sus letras en inglés y traducidas al español)
Dylan vuelve a la canción protesta con un contundente alegato en favor de la inocencia del boxeador negro Rubin Carter, encarcelado por asesinato tras un juicio muy cuestionable. Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall She sees a bartender in a pool of blood Cries out my God, they killed them all Here comes the story of the Hurricane The man the authorities came to blame For somethin' that he never done Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been The champion of the world.
Three bodies lyin' there does Patty see And another man named Bello, movin' around mysteriously I didn't do it, he says, and he throws up his hands I was only robbin' the register, I hope you understand I saw them leavin', he says, and he stops One of us had better call up the cops And so Patty calls the cops And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin' In the hot New Jersey night. Meanwhile, far away in another part of town Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin' around Number one contender for the middleweight crown Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road Just like the time before and the time before that In Paterson that's just the way things go If you're black you might as well not show up on the street 'Less you want to draw the heat.
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Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin' around He said, I saw two men runnin' out, they looked like middleweights They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head Cop said, wait a minute, boys, this one's not dead So they took him to the infirmary And though this man could hardly see They told him that he could identify the guilty men. Four in the mornin' and they haul Rubin in They took him to the hospital and they brought him upstairs The wounded man looks up through his one dyin' eye Says, wha'd you bring him in here for?
He ain't the guy! Here's the story of the Hurricane The man the authorities came to blame For somethin' that he never done Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been The champion of the world. Four months later, the ghettos are in flame Rubin's in South America, fightin' for his name While Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game And the cops are puttin' the screws to him, lookin' for somebody to blame Remember that murder that happened in a bar Remember you said you saw the getaway car You think you'd like to play ball with the law Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin' that night Don't forget that you are white.
Arthur Dexter Bradley said I'm really not sure The cops said a poor boy like you could use a break We got you for the motel job and we're talkin' to your friend Bello You don't wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow You'll be doin' society a favor That sonofabitch is brave and gettin' braver We want to put his ass in stir We want to pin this triple murder on him He ain't no Gentleman Jim. Una mujer como tu necesita sin duda Quitarse para siempre su atadura Una mujer como tu necesita de alguien De alguien como yo que sepa amarle Y darle mucho amor, darle muxo amor, mucho amorrrrr.
Una mujer como tu nececita de alguien Amor, como yo Que te de cariño, que te de ternura Que te livere de tu atadura Una mujer como tu nececita de alguien Chica como yo Que valore tus sentimientos Que este contigo a cada momento En los buenos y en los malos. Chica nadie como yo para amarte Lo juro Nadie como yo, para darte amor siempre Chica nadie como yo para marte Si miras a el pasado de tu vida Notaras que he sido yo El que sana tus eridas Una mujer, como tu Necesita de alguien, como yo.
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