hazel This Land Is Your Land
Nombre de messages : 4752 Age : 34 Localisation : Rennes Date d'inscription : 16/01/2010
| Sujet: TRACK TALK #242 Under Your Spell Mar 15 Sep - 16:38 | |
| UNDER YOUR SPELLALBUM : Knocked Out Loaded (1986) Recorded : 23 Novembre 1985 Released : 14 Juillet 1986 Co-écrit avec Carole Bayer Sager et enregistré avec les Eurythmics. LyricsSomethin’ about you that I can’t shake Don’t know how much more of this I can take Baby, I’m under your spell
I was knocked out and loaded in the naked night When my last dream exploded, I noticed your light Baby, oh what a story I could tell
It’s been nice seeing you, you read me like a book If you ever want to reach me, you know where to look Baby, I’ll be at the same hotel
I’d like to help you but I’m in a bit of a jam I’ll call you tomorrow if there’s phones where I am Baby, caught between heaven and hell
But I will be back, I will survive You’ll never get rid of me as long as you’re alive Baby, can’t you tell
Well it’s four in the morning by the sound of the birds I’m starin’ at your picture, I’m hearin’ your words Baby, they ring in my head like a bell
Everywhere you go it’s enough to break hearts Someone always gets hurt, a fire always starts You were too hot to handle, you were breaking every vow I trusted you baby, you can trust me now
Turn back baby, wipe your eye Don’t think I’m leaving here without a kiss goodbye Baby, is there anything left to tell?
I’ll see you later when I’m not so out of my head Maybe next time I’ll let the dead bury the dead Baby, what more can I tell?
Well the desert is hot, the mountain is cursed Pray that I don’t die of thirst Baby, two feet from the well _________________ | |
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hazel This Land Is Your Land
Nombre de messages : 4752 Age : 34 Localisation : Rennes Date d'inscription : 16/01/2010
| Sujet: Re: TRACK TALK #242 Under Your Spell Mar 15 Sep - 16:40 | |
| Une ballade romantique pleine de sarcasmes avec un Dylan résigné et énigmatique : “Well the desert is hot, the mountain is cursed / Pray that I don’t die of thirst / Baby, two feet from the well”.
Prenez moi pour un fou mais, bizarrement, je l'aime de plus en plus ce morceau. _________________ | |
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