Someday baby - Bob Dylan

Nada quiero pensar ni decir. Solo me dejo llevar y que me dejen en alguna parte.
Y de ahí retomo mañana.

I don't care what you do, I don't care what you say
I don't care where you go or how long you stay
Someday baby, you ain't gonna worry po' me any more

Well you take my money and you turn it out
You fill me up with nothin' but self doubt
Someday baby, you ain't gonna worry po' me any more

When I was young, driving was my crave
You drive me so hard, almost to the grave
Someday baby, you ain't gonna worry po' me any more

I'm so hard pressed, my mind tied up in knots
I keep recycling the same old thoughts
Someday baby, you ain't gonna worry po' me any more

So many good things in life that I overlooked
I don't know what to do now, you got me so hooked
Someday baby, you ain't gonna worry po' me any more

Well, I don't want to brag, but I'm gonna ring your neck
When all else fails I'll make it a matter of self respect
Someday baby, you ain't gonna worry po' me any more

You can take your clothes put 'em in a sack
You goin' down the road, baby and you can't come back
Someday baby, you ain't gonna worry po' me any more

I tried to be friendly, I tried to be kind
I'm gonna drive you from your home, just like I was driven from mine
Someday baby, you ain't gonna worry po' me any more

Living this way ain't a natural thing to do
Why was I born to love you?
Someday baby, you ain't gonna worry po' me any more

Ain't Talkin' - Bob Dylan

Hoy el convaleciente lado izquierdo solo quiere escuchar. No hablar.

As I walked out tonight in the mystic garden
The wounded flowers were dangling from the vines
I was passing by yon cool and crystal fountain
Someone hit me from behind

Ain't talkin', just walkin'
Through this weary world of woe
Heart burnin', still yearnin'
No one on earth would ever know

They say prayer has the power to help
So pray from the mother
In the human heart an evil spirit can dwell
I'm trying to love my neighbor and do good unto others
But oh, mother, things ain't going well

Ain't talkin', just walkin'
I'll burn that bridge before you can cross
Heart burnin', still yearnin'
They'll be no mercy for you once you've lost

Now I'm all worn down by weepin'
My eyes are filled with tears, my lips are dry
If I catch my opponents ever sleepin'
I'll just slaughter them where they lie

Ain't talkin', just walkin'
Through the world mysterious and vague
Heart burnin', still yearnin'
Walking through the cities of the plague

The whole world is filled with speculation
The whole wide world which people say is round
They will tear your mind away from contemplation
They will jump on your misfortune when you're down

Ain't talkin', just walkin'
Eatin' hog eyed grease in hog eyed town
Heart burnin' – still yearnin'
Someday you'll be glad to have me around

They will crush you with wealth and power
Every waking moment you could crack
I'll make the most of one last extra hour
I'll avenge my father's death then I'll step back

Ain't talkin', just walkin'
Hand me down my walkin' cane
Heart burnin', still yearnin'
Got to get you out of my miserable brain

All my loyal and much loved companions
They approve of me and share my code
I practice a faith that's been long abandoned
Ain't no altars on this long and lonesome road

Ain't talkin', just walkin'
My mule is sick, my horse is blind
Heart burnin', still yearnin'
Thinkin' ‘bout that gal I left behind

It's bright in the heavens and the wheels are flying
Fame and honor never seem to fade
The fire's gone out but the light is never dying
Who says I can't get heavenly aid?

Ain't talkin', just walkin'
Carrying a dead man's shield
Heart burnin', still yearnin'
Walkin' with a toothache in my heel

The suffering is unending
Every nook and cranny has it's tears
I'm not playing, I'm not pretending
I'm not nursing any superfluous fears

Ain't talkin', just walkin'
Walkin' ever since the other night
Heart burnin', still yearnin'
Walkin' ‘til I'm clean out of sight

As I walked out in the mystic garden
On a hot summer day, hot summer lawn
Excuse me, ma'am I beg your pardon
There's no one here, the gardener is gone

Ain't talkin', just walkin'
Up the road around the bend
Heart burnin', still yearnin'
In the last outback, at the world's end

The times they are a-changin' - Bob Dylan

Cada cierto tiempo todos no ponemos locos por aquí, y nos queremos ir, y buscamos jets, aviones y barcos para tratar de salir corriendo.
Unos cuantos se van y la mayoría se queda. Hay más miedo a salir que a seguir. Yo creo que las chances son iguales, te puede ir como la mierda en cualquier parte del mundo. Puede irte muy bien en el infierno.
Como muy pronto saltaremos de nuevo, de la tragedia a la comedia, y del llanto sin lágrimas a la borrachera, me adelanto a decir que mucho cambiará por fuera y nada por dentro, salvo sea para peor.
Y como amanecí y anochezco con tantas ganas y optimismo, trataré de no informarme más, de no elucubrar más, y de no escuchar tanto a Dylan, que sino, me daré cuenta del triste final que se avecina.
Y prefiero que sea una sorpresa.

Come gather 'round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
You'll be drenched to the bone.
If your time to you
Is worth savin'
Then you better start swimmin'
Or you'll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin'.

Come writers and critics
Who prophesize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide
The chance won't come again
And don't speak too soon
For the wheel's still in spin
And there's no tellin' who
That it's namin'.
For the loser now
Will be later to win
For the times they are a-changin'.

Come senators, congressmen
Please heed the call
Don't stand in the doorway
Don't block up the hall
For he that gets hurt
Will be he who has stalled
There's a battle outside
And it is ragin'.
It'll soon shake your windows
And rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changin'.

Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don't criticize
What you can't understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
Your old road is
Rapidly agin'.
Please get out of the new one
If you can't lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin'.

The line it is drawn
The curse it is cast
The slow one now
Will later be fast
As the present now
Will later be past
The order is
Rapidly fadin'.
And the first one now
Will later be last
For the times they are a-changin

All along the watchtower - Bob Dylan

Viene de mis primeros recuerdos de rock. Tal vez la canción de la que más versiones distintas pasaron por mi cabeza, empezando de Hendrix y U2. Hasta Dave Matthews y quien sabe cuantos culeros más.
Es rock primario, marchoso, poderoso y creciente y me deja algo en claro: otra forma de escribir letras, una canción rock que parece tomada de un libro de caricaturas para adultos o de la fantasía de Tolkien.
Pero debería estar en lo más alto del rock y merecer veneración y respeto.
Que lindo hablar de rock sin sentimientos no? Aprende un poco no vaya a ser que te descontroles de nuevo... Mucho trabajo ocupa bien el alma.

"There must be some way out of here," said the joker to the thief,
"There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief.
Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth,
None of them along the line know what any of it is worth."

"No reason to get excited," the thief, he kindly spoke,
"There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke.
But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate,
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late."

All along the watchtower, princes kept the view
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too.

Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl,
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl.

Masters of war - Bob Dylan

Son nuevamente los tiempos de guerra y locura sin freno. Con la diferencia que hemos perdido sensibilidad y nada podría afectar. Nada que no toque en nuestra puerta directamente. Nada que no se escuche en directo.
Tampoco me importa mucho... mejor será que busque un plan para mantenerme alejado, fuera y sin chances de involucrarme, aunque eso sea poco probable.
Esta es para los que les gusta joder a los demás, es decir, para casi todos, que no miden sus egoísmosy que mas temprano que tarde, nos van a llevar al demonio, y nadie será culpable de ello.
Así que separémonos.

Come you masters of war
You that build all the guns
You that build the death planes
You that build the big bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks

You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly

Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain

You fasten the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
As young people's blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud

You've thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world

Mr. Tambourine Man - Bob Dylan

Mañana de sol... bajo por el ascensor... que manera de acordarme de Sumo hoy, es raro, para mi Sumo es mañana fría de invierno...
Ya en tierra firme, mejor me pongo frío pues mas aceleración me mandaría contra la pared, pero la verdad es que me falta comodidad... me apena mi amigo en esas condiciones... no lo puedo creer. Tu que eras tan distinto, tan exigente.... y no dejas de ser genial, pero no te descuides tanto. Incómoda pisar el mismo suelo.
Hasta la noche de esta noche, siempre hay otra oportunidad Mr. Tambourine Man.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand,
Vanished from my hand,
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping.
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet,
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship,
My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip,
My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels
To be wanderin'.
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade
Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way,
I promise to go under it.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

Though you might hear laughin', spinnin', swingin' madly across the sun,
It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run
And but for the sky there are no fences facin'.
And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme
To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind,
I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're
Seein' that he's chasing.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind,
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves,
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach,
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,
Let me forget about today until tomorrow.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

Blowin' in the wind - Bob Dylan

Otra vez lejos de casa, empiezo a preguntarme porqué elijo este tipo de vida y costumbres, y si voy a poder mantenerlas en el tiempo.
Me parece que será cuestión de cerrar de nuevo un capítulo en la vida, en el fondo me noto un tanto conservador con mis desplazamientos... debería ser más agresivo, debería arriesgar pues se que no me va a ir mal, y que en el riesgo está la satisfacción de la victoria.
Aunque solo sea para Victoria y Soledad.
Y para los retos en que me he metido últimamente... creo que no estamos tan mal después de todo, si salgo bien de esta, podré ofrecerme para Director de un Psiquiátrico, y manejar la tribu como uno más de ellos.
¿O basta de irme comprobando en todo momento? Era sólo un decir.

How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they're forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

How many years can a mountain exist
Before it's washed to the sea?
Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free?
Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head,
Pretending he just doesn't see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

Pledging my time - Bob Dylan

Siempre a contramano de la historia... y de las costumbres, me declaro feliz por aquella llamada, pues no solo de esperanzas de amar se vive. Yo soy de buscar más poder.
Sin ruido se escucha mejor la música, y por eso creo que descubro mejor las buenas cancionesy los buenos discos luego de varias escuchadas. Hoy me encantó Minimal, y empecé a entender a Dylan. Buena mañana, y que sea un buen día que en eso estoy comprometiendo mi tiempo cada día. Para mejor.
Y para dejar esos sueños.

Well, early in the mornin'
'Til late at night,
I got a poison headache,
But I feel all right.
I'm pledging my time to you,
Hopin' you'll come through, too.

Well, the hobo jumped up,
He came down natur'lly.
After he stole my baby,
Then he wanted to steal me.
But I'm pledging my time to you,
Hopin' you'll come through, too.

Won't you come with me, baby?
I'll take you where you wanna go.
And if it don't work out,
You'll be the first to know.
I'm pledging my time to you,
Hopin' you'll come through, too.

Well, the room is so stuffy,
I can hardly breathe.
Ev'rybody's gone but me and you
And I can't be the last to leave.
I'm pledging my time to you,
Hopin' you'll come through, too.

Well, they sent for the ambulance
And one was sent.
Somebody got lucky
But it was an accident.
Now I'm pledging my time to you,
Hopin' you'll come through, too.

Just like a woman - Bob Dylan

Creo que ya tengo más facilidad para hablar del tema: ni estoy deprimido, ni estoy indiferente. Ni hipersensitivo, ni con mi pared de invencible.
Espero estés bien y seas feliz, yo seguiré mi camino recordante mucho y siempre, pero conciente de que es mejor así, es como el aniversario de la tristeza, de la pena. De las decisiones dificiles, no me arrepiento pero me duele mucho.
Siempre hay una luz al final del camino, solo depende de la visión y las elecciones. Ya debe haber mejores opciones para tí, yo solo espero cantar Miami pronto, desde el corazón renovado.

Nobody feels any pain
Tonight as I stand inside the rain
Ev'rybody knows
That Baby's got new clothes
But lately I see her ribbons and her bows
Have fallen from her curls.
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does
And she aches just like a woman
But she breaks just like a little girl.

Queen Mary, she's my friend
Yes, I believe I'll go see her again
Nobody has to guess
That Baby can't be blessed
Till she sees finally that she's like all the rest
With her fog, her amphetamine and her pearls.
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does
And she aches just like a woman
But she breaks just like a little girl.

It was raining from the first
And I was dying there of thirst
So I came in here
And your long-time curse hurts
But what's worse
Is this pain in here
I can't stay in here
Ain't it clear that--

I just can't fit
Yes, I believe it's time for us to quit
When we meet again
Introduced as friends
Please don't let on that you knew me when
I was hungry and it was your world.
Ah, you fake just like a woman, yes, you do
You make love just like a woman, yes, you do
Then you ache just like a woman
But you break just like a little girl.