Musikens pärlor (6): Joan Baez – Diamonds and rust

The best of JBDet här är svårslaget – vacker poesi, en psalm till minnet av ungdomen, till utsökt gitarrspel. Och flickan/kvinnan som själv sjunger och minns, tål att vila ögonen på. Saudade in America! Jag har LP:n med det vita omslaget sedan många år, och den är i sin helhet också svårslagen… Text och Music: Joan Baez.

Well I’ll be damned
Here comes your ghost again
But that’s not unusual
It’s just that the moon is full
And you happened to call

And  here  I sit
Hand on the telephone
Hearing a voice I’d known
A  couple of  light years ago
Heading straight for a fall

As I  remember your  eyes
Were bluer than robin’s eggs
My poetry was lousy,  you said
Where are you calling from?
A booth in the midwest

Ten  years ago
I bought you some cufflinks
You brought me something
We  both know  what memories can bring
They bring diamonds and rust

Well you  burst on the scene
Already a legend
The unwashed phenomenon
The  original vagabond
You strayed into my arms
And there you  stayed
Temporarily lost at sea
The Madonna was yours for free
Yes  the girl  on the half-shell
Would keep you unharmed

Now I see you  standing
With brown leaves falling around
And snow in your hair
Now you’re  smiling out the window
Of that crummy hotel
Over  Washington Square
Our breath comes out white clouds
Mingles and hangs  in the air
Speaking strictly for me
We both could have died then and there…

Now you’re telling me
You’re not nostalgic
Then give me  another word  for it
You who are so good with words
And at keeping  things vague
Because I need some of that vagueness now
It’s all come  back too clearly
Yes, I loved you dearly
And if you’re offering me  diamonds and rust
I’ve already paid…

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