Changes / Cambiamenti
[Phil
Ochs]
Sit
by my side, come as close as the air
Share in a memory of gray
Wander in my words, dream about the pictures that I play
Share in a memory of gray
Wander in my words, dream about the pictures that I play
Of
changes
Green leaves of summer turn red in the fall
To brown and to yellow they fade
And then they have to die, trapped within the circle time parade
Green leaves of summer turn red in the fall
To brown and to yellow they fade
And then they have to die, trapped within the circle time parade
Of
changes
Scenes of my young years were warm in my mind,
Visions of shadows that shine.
Til one day I returned and found they were the victims of the vines
Scenes of my young years were warm in my mind,
Visions of shadows that shine.
Til one day I returned and found they were the victims of the vines
Of
changes
The world's spinning madly, it drifts in the dark
Swings through a hollow of haze
A race around the stars, a journey through the universe ablaze
With
changes
Moments of magic will glow in the night
All fears of the forest are gone
But when the morning breaks they're swept away by golden drops of dawn
Moments of magic will glow in the night
All fears of the forest are gone
But when the morning breaks they're swept away by golden drops of dawn
Of
changes
Passions will part to a strange melody
As fires will sometimes burn cold
Like petals in the wind, we're puppets to the silver strings of souls
Of
changes
Your tears will be trembling, now we're somewhere else
One last cup of wine we will pour
And I'll kiss you one more time, and leave you on the rolling river shores
Your tears will be trembling, now we're somewhere else
One last cup of wine we will pour
And I'll kiss you one more time, and leave you on the rolling river shores
Of
changes
Sit by my side, come as close as the air
Share in a memory of gray
Wander in my words, dream about the pictures that I play
Sit by my side, come as close as the air
Share in a memory of gray
Wander in my words, dream about the pictures that I play
Of
changes
* * * *
Siedi
accanto a me, stammi vicino come l'aria
Sii
parte di un ricordo grigio
Perditi
nelle mie parole, sogna i film che ti mostro
Sui
cambiamenti
Le
foglie verdi dell'estate diventano rosse in autunno
Sbiadiscono
in marrone e giallo
E
poi devono morire, intrappolate nel circolo vizioso del tempo
Dei
cambiamenti
Scene
della mia giovinezza mi scaldavano la mente
Visioni
di ombre che brillano
Finché
un giorno sono tornato ed erano strangolate dai rampicanti
Dei
cambiamenti
Il
mondo gira vorticosamente, va alla deriva nel buio
Dondola
in una valle di nebbia
Una
gara tra le stelle, un viaggio nell'universo infuocato
Dei
cambiamenti
Momenti
magici brilleranno nella notte
Tutte
le paure della foresta sono scomparse
Ma
al sorgere del mattino sono spazzati via dalle gocce dorate dell'alba
Dei
cambiamenti
Le
passioni lasceranno il posto a una strana melodia
Come
le fiamme talvolta bruciano fredde
Come
petali nel vento, siamo burattini legati alle corde argentate
dell'anima
E
dei cambiamenti
Le
tue lacrime saranno timorose, ora siamo qualcun altro
Ci
verseremo un ultimo bicchiere di vino
E
ti bacerò una volta ancora, e ti lascerò sulle rive scoscese del
fiume
Dei
cambiamenti