domingo, 3 de octubre de 2010

Recordando a Carlos (Positively 4th Street, by Bob Dylan)



Positively 4th Street

You got a lotta nerve
To say you are my friend
When I was down
You just stood there grinning

You got a lotta nerve
To say you got a helping hand to lend
You just want to be on
The side that’s winning

You say I let you down
You know it’s not like that
If you’re so hurt
Why then don’t you show it

You say you lost your faith
But that’s not where it’s at
You had no faith to lose
And you know it

I know the reason
That you talk behind my back
I used to be among the crowd
You’re in with

Do you take me for such a fool
To think I’d make contact
With the one who tries to hide
What he don’t know to begin with

You see me on the street
You always act surprised
You say, “How are you?” “Good luck”
But you don’t mean it

When you know as well as me
You’d rather see me paralyzed
Why don’t you just come out once
And scream it

No, I do not feel that good
When I see the heartbreaks you embrace
If I was a master thief
Perhaps I’d rob them

And now I know you’re dissatisfied
With your position and your place
Don’t you understand
It’s not my problem

I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
And just for that one moment
I could be you

Yes, I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
You’d know what a drag it is
To see you

Copyright © 1965 by Warner Bros. Inc.; renewed 1993 by Special Rider Music

1 comentario:

Ruta dijo...

Yo ya llevava años en el exilio . Al cual llegue en mayo del 1.965 , despues de 4 años en una embajada , despues de haberme escapada de una prision en la habana .
Sin saber si entre Ellos venian algunos de los que me pidieron paredon frente a la prision , fui inmediatamente al socorro de ellos cuando llegaron a Miami , ayude en lo que pude , a mi entender esa era la obligacion de un buen Cubano , sabia que los malos eran los jefes de la dictadura que ya llevava 21 años en el poder . hoy se sabe que es asi . Saludos David.. Ranulfo Ramirez.