500 Greatest Songs of All Times
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Đây là bài hát do Bob Dylan viết và thể hiện trong album Blonde on Blonde năm 1966 của ông.
Năm 1999, Sir Andrew Motion, Nhà thơ Đạt giải của Vương quốc Anh, đã liệt kê đây là lời bài hát hay nhất từng được viết. Báo nhạc Rolling Stone xếp bài hát này trong 500 bài hát hay nhất mọi thời đại, vị trí 413.
Bob Dylan (sinh ngày 24-5-1941) là nhạc sĩ đầu tiên nhận được Giải Nobel Văn học (vốn dành cho các nhà văn) “vì đã tạo ra những cách thể hiện thơ mới trong truyền thống ca hát vĩ đại của nước Mỹ”. Giải thưởng được Viện Hàn lâm Thụy Điển công bố vào ngày 13-10-2016. (2016 Nobel Prize in Literature, Wikipedia).
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Bob Dylan – Visions of Johanna (Official Audio)
Visions of Johanna Ain’t it just like the night to play tricks when you’re tryin’ to be so quiet ?
We sit here stranded, though we’re all doing our best to deny it And Louise holds a handful of rain, tempting you to defy it Lights flicker from the opposite loft In this room the heat pipes just cough The country music station plays soft But there’s nothing really nothing to turn off Just Louise and her lover so entwined And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind. In the empty lot where the ladies play blindman’s bluff with the key chain And the all-night girls they whisper of escapades out on the D-train We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight Ask himself if it’s him or them that’s really insane Louise she’s all right she’s just near She’s delicate and seems like the mirror But she just makes it all too concise and too clear That Johanna’s not here The ghost of electricity howls in the bones of her face Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place. Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously And when bringing her name up He speaks of a farewell kiss to me He’s sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and all Muttering small talk at the wall while I’m in the hall Oh, how can I explain ? It’s so hard to get on And these visions of Johanna they kept me up past the dawn. Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues You can tell by the way she smiles See the primitive wallflower frieze When the jelly-faced women all sneeze Hear the one with the mustache say, “Jeeze I can’t find my knees.” Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule But these visions of Johanna, they make it all seem so cruel. The peddler now speaks to the countess who’s pretending to care for him Saying, “Name me someone that’s not a parasite and I’ll go out and say a prayer for him.” But like Louise always says “Ya can’t look at much, can ya man.” As she, herself prepares for him And Madonna, she still has not showed We see this empty cage now corrode Where her cape of the stage once had flowed The fiddler, he now steps to the road He writes everything’s been returned which was owed On the back of the fish truck that loads While my conscience explodes The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain. |
Hình ảnh Johanna Chẳng phải y như đêm làm trò khi bạn đang cố yên lặng sao? Trong bãi đất trống nơi các quý cô chơi bịt mắt bắt dê với móc khóa Giờ, cậu bé đi lạc, cậu rất nghiêm túc Bên trong bảo tàng, Infinity (Vô cực) bị đưa ra xét xử Người bán rong giờ nói với bà bá tước đang vờ cần ảnh Khi chị tự mình chuẩn bị cho ảnh |
I definitely have to agree this is one of the best ever songs. I love the live acoustic version from the Royal Alpert Hall in London
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