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Текст песни BOB DYLAN - Jokerman

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Текст песни BOB DYLAN - Jokerman




Standing on the water, casting your breadWhile the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowingDistant ships sailing into the mistYou were born with a snake in both of your fists while a hurricane was blowingFreedom just around the corner for youBut with truth so far off, what good will it do.( )Jokerman dance to the nightingale tuneBird fly high by the light of the moonOh, oh, oh, Jokerman.So swiftly the sun sets in the skyYou rise up and say goodbye to no oneFools rush in where angels fear to treadBoth of their futures, so full of dread, you don't show oneShedding off one more layer of skinKeeping one step ahead of the persecutor within.Jokerman dance to the nightingale tuneBird fly high by the light of the moonOh, oh, oh, Jokerman.You're a man of the mountain, you can walk on the cloudsManipulator of crowds, you're a dream twisterYou're going to Sodom and GomorrahBut what do you care ? Ain't nobody there would want marry your sisterFriend to the martyr, a friend to the woman of shameYou look into the fiery furnace, see the rich man without any name.Jokerman dance to the nightingale tuneBird fly high by the light of the moonOh, oh, oh, Jokerman.Well, the Book of Leviticus and DeuteronomyThe law of the jungle and the sea are your only teachersIn the smoke of the twilight on a milk-white steedMichelangeo indeed could've carved out your featuresResting in the fields, far from the turbulent spaceHalf asleep near the stars with a small dog licking your face.Jokerman dance to the nightingale tuneBird fly high by the light of the moonOh, oh, oh, Jokerman.Well, the rifleman's stalking the sick and the lamePreacherman seeks the same, who'll get there first is uncertain Nightsticks and water cannons, tear gas, padlocksMolotow cocktails and rocks behind every curtainFalse-hearted judges dying in the webs that they spinOnly a matter of time 'til the night comes stepping in.Jokerman dance to the nightingale tuneBird fly high by the light of the moonOh, oh, oh, Jokerman.It's a shadowy world, skies are slippery grayA woman just gave birth to a prince today and dressed him in scarletHe'll put the priest in his pocket, put the blade to the heatTake the motherless children off the streetAnd place them at the feet of a harlotOh, Jokerman, you know what he wantsOh, Jokerman, you don't show any response.Jokerman dance to the nightingale tuneBird fly high by the light of the moonOh, oh, oh, Jokerman.




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