Sunday, August 14, 2005

famous blue raincoat


cohen leo
Originally uploaded by derbose.
sarkinin dedigi gibi saat 4 ve ben leonard cohen in yurek burkan sarkisi esliginde sigarami tellendiriyorum karanlikta. hatiralar havada ucusuyor, sagdan sola soldan saga,yakalayamiyorum en sevdigim mavi ucurtmali olani. sarkinin sozleri havada ucuyor sonra, icime yagiyor, kursun yagmuruna tutuluyorum beklemedigim bir koseden, dudagim kaniyor isirmaktan,yagmur yagsa sokagin tozunu alsa diyorum sarki tekrar basliyor.

umutsuzlugun dibine vurmus bir ruh, ve jane de kaybolmus bir cohen. aldatilmis cohen. ya da kendini aldatmis. kayip askinin pesinde kosuyor.
icimi en acitan bolumu sarkinin sonlarinda gizli;
thanks for the touble you take from her eyes,
thought it was there for good so i never tried.

. koyu bir yalnizlik ellerimden kayan...

idama mahkum olan bir suclunun son istegi bir sarki olabilir mi, olsa bu leonard cohen den famous blue raincoat olur mu....

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
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.

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 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

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