Thursday, October 16, 2008

Saint Isabelle

La Lara è sempre piena di buoni consigli e buone parole e, nel periodo in cui nacque Isabella, disse allo zio incantato: "Domani vai in un negozio di dischi e scegli attentamente un disco da prendere a Isabella. Sarà il primo disco della sua collezione!". Non andai in un negozio, ammetto che mi spaventava l'idea di scegliere attentamente un disco per una persona che non conoscevo ancora tanto, nonostante già l'adorassi. Oggi ascoltavo l'ultimo disco di Tom Morello (a.k.a. The Nightwatchman), The Fabled City e...la numero 7, si chiama Saint Isabelle, diamine! L'ascolto, leggo il testo, è amore a prima vista. Ho trovato il primo disco della collezione della Pallina :)

Tom Morello The Nightwatchman
"Saint Isabelle"


Innocence and Suffering, Loneliness and Grace
Pain and Love and Beauty, Laughter, Death and Faith
Where the rising fortune meets the setting sun
Im afraid, my friend, when one is left it's just the same as none.

I will always stand beside you
Defend you and Mend you, Sanctify you
I'll Hold you and Keep you and Fight beside you
I'll follow you down love, I'm right behind you

God make a road straight, God make a road true
Saint Isabelle is coming through
God make a road straight, God make a road true
Saint Isabelle is coming through

The textbook's on the table, the radio's on the the shelf
and thank you for the offer but I'll sing this one myself
In reverential silence the crowd sat in the pews
I climbed and climbed for hours but, oh my, what a view.

I will always stand beside you
Defend you and Mend you, Sanctify you
I'll Hold you and Keep you and Fight beside you
I'll follow you down love, I'm right behind you.

God make a road straight, God make a road true
Saint Isabelle is coming through
God make a road straight, God make a road true
Saint Isabelle is coming through

Im surprised you didn't come forward when the cops dragged me away
There's a museum in the Netherlands I hope to see again someday
There's a painting of a woman gathering wood, it's almost dark.
In a world bereft of meaning, there's a flicker in the heart

I will always stand beside you
Defend you and Mend you, Sanctify you
I'll Hold you and Keep you and Fight beside you
I'll follow you down love, I'm right behind you.
I'll follow you down love, I'm right behind you
Follow you down love, I'm right behind you

God make a road straight, God make a road true
Saint Isabelle is coming through
God make a road straight, God make a road true
Saint Isabelle is coming through

3 comments:

Pac Waits said...

Io invece le regalo la canzone n°2. Si chiama "Waltzing Pallina"

Wasted and wounded, it ain't what the moon did
I've got what I paid for now
see ya tomorrow, hey Frank, can I borrow
a couple of bucks from you, to go
Waltzing Pallina, waltzing Pallina, you'll go waltzing
Pallina with me
I'm an innocent victim of a blinded alley
and I'm tired of all these soldiers here
no one speaks English, and everything's broken
and my Stacys are soaking wet
to go waltzing Pallina, waltzing Pallina, you'll go waltzing Pallina with me
now the dogs are barking
and the taxi cab's parking
a lot they can do for me
I begged you to stab me
you tore my shirt open
and I'm down on my knees tonight
Old Bushmill's I staggered, you buried the dagger in
your silhouette window light to go
waltzing Pallina, waltzing Pallina, you'll go waltzing
Pallina with me
now I lost my Saint Christopher now that I've kissed her and the one-armed bandit knows, and the maverick Chinamen, and the cold-blooded signs
and the girls down by the strip-tease shows go
waltzing Pallina, waltzing Pallina, you'll go waltzing Pallina with me
no, I don't want your sympathy, the fugitives say that the streets aren't for dreaming now
manslaughter dragnets and the ghosts that sell memories
they want a piece of the action anyhow go
waltzing Pallina, waltzing Pallina, you'll go waltzing Pallina with me
and you can ask any sailor, and the keys from the jailor
and the old men in wheelchairs know
that Pallina's the defendant, she killed about a hundred
and she follows wherever you may go
waltzing Pallina, waltzing Pallina, you'll go waltzing
Pallina with me
and it's a battered old suitcase to a hotel someplace
and a wound that will never heal
no prima donna, the perfume is on
an old shirt that is stained with blood and whiskey
and goodnight to the street sweepers
the night watchman flame keepers
and goodnight to Pallina too

Anonymous said...

mercoledi 22 ottobre Stiff Little fingers al music Drome a milano...ci sei? io si...Poi ho preso il biglietto per Italia-Australia di Rugby a Padova l'8 novembre...
Joedee

Thiago Pinheiro said...

Hi, Billie.

I´m Thiago, the owner of "Two Sevens Clash" blog. I upload all albuns in the blog until now, with the exception of this one of Clash II, because I couldn´t find - it was in one CD, not in my PC.

But I uploading it now. I think you could get in two hours.

Cheers!