Música

Martha

And I remember quiet evenings, trembling close to you

Els Beatles: I'm a dreamer

| 26/07/2018 a les 02:59h
Especial: Música
Arxivat a: El piano, Tom Waits, cançó

Operator, number please, it's been so many years
Will she remember my old voice while I fight the tears
Hello, hello there, is this Martha, this is old Tom Frost
And I am calling long distance, don't worry about the cost
'Cause it's been forty years or more, now Martha please recall
Meet me out for coffee, where we'll talk about it all

And those were the days of roses, of poetry and prose
And Martha all I had was you and all you had was me
There was no tomorrows, we packed away our sorrows
And we saved them for a rainy day

And I feel so much older now, and you're much older too
How's your husband, and how's your kids, you know that I got married too
Lucky that you found someone to make you feel secure
'Cause we were all so young and foolish, now we are mature

And those were the days of roses, of poetry and prose
And Martha all I had was you and all you had was me
There was no tomorrows, we packed away our sorrows
And we saved them for a rainy day

And I was always so impulsive, I guess that I still am
And all that really mattered then was that I was a man
I guess that our being together was never meant to be
And Martha, Martha, I love you, can't you see

And those were the days of roses, of poetry and prose
And Martha all I had was you and all you had was me
There was no tomorrows, we packed away our sorrows
And we saved them for a rainy day

And I remember quiet evenings, trembling close to you
 

Foto: Khánh Hmoong

COMENTARIS

Marta
Marta cairol, 04/08/2016 a les 11:12
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No la habia sentit mai , Me agradat. Marta
Temps de poesia i roses.
Eulàlia17, 08/08/2016 a les 22:36
+2
-0
Una meravella, la veu i la cançó. I el nom, Marta.
'Martha' Emotiu descobriment
Còsega 80's, 18/02/2017 a les 13:47
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-0
Ens va acompanyar de banda sonora tot un viatge meravellós de joves, "foulish" fa gairbé quaranta anys!-
Però jo no savia prou anglès, ni tenia la lletra escrita. No sabia, doncs, que duia el meu nom.

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