Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
por Enrike Dom Ago 10, 2008 2:19 pm
HURRICANE - BOB DYLAN - WITH SPANISH / ENGLISH SUBTITLES
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Enter patty valentine from the upper hall.
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood,
Cries out, my god, they killed them all!
Here comes the story of the hurricane,
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin that he never done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.
Three bodies lyin there does patty see
And another man named bello, movin around mysteriously.
I didnt do it, he says, and he throws up his hands
I was only robbin the register, I hope you understand.
I saw them leavin, he says, and he stops
One of us had better call up the cops.
And so patty calls the cops
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin
In the hot new jersey night.
Meanwhile, far away in another part of town
Rubin carter and a couple of friends are drivin around.
Number one contender for the middleweight crown
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
Just like the time before and the time before that.
In paterson thats just the way things go.
If youre black you might as well not show up on the street
less you wanna draw the heat.
Alfred bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops.
Him and arthur dexter bradley were just out prowlin around
He said, I saw two men runnin out, they looked like middleweights
They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates.
And miss patty valentine just nodded her head.
Cop said, wait a minute, boys, this ones not dead
So they took him to the infirmary
And though this man could hardly see
They told him that he could identify the guilty men.
Four in the mornin and they haul rubin in,
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs.
The wounded man looks up through his one dyin eye
Says, whad you bring him in here for? he aint the guy!
Yes, heres the story of the hurricane,
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin that he never done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.
Four months later, the ghettos are in flame,
Rubins in south america, fightin for his name
While arthur dexter bradleys still in the robbery game
And the cops are puttin the screws to him, lookin for somebody to blame.
Remember that murder that happened in a bar?
Remember you said you saw the getaway car?
You think youd like to play ball with the law?
Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin that night?
Dont forget that you are white.
Arthur dexter bradley said, Im really not sure.
Cops said, a poor boy like you could use a break
We got you for the motel job and were talkin to your friend bello
Now you dont wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow.
Youll be doin society a favor.
That sonofabitch is brave and gettin braver.
We want to put his ass in stir
We want to pin this triple murder on him
He aint no gentleman jim.
Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
But he never did like to talk about it all that much.
Its my work, hed say, and I do it for pay
And when its over Id just as soon go on my way
Up to some paradise
Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
And ride a horse along a trail.
But then they took him to the jailhouse
Where they try to turn a man into a mouse.
All of rubins cards were marked in advance
The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance.
The judge made rubins witnesses drunkards from the slums
To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger.
No one doubted that he pulled the trigger.
And though they could not produce the gun,
The d.a. said he was the one who did the deed
And the all-white jury agreed.
Rubin carter was falsely tried.
The crime was murder one, guess who testified?
Bello and bradley and they both baldly lied
And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride.
How can the life of such a man
Be in the palm of some fools hand?
To see him obviously framed
Couldnt help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
Where justice is a game.
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
While rubin sits like buddha in a ten-foot cell
An innocent man in a living hell.
Thats the story of the hurricane,
But it wont be over till they clear his name
And give him back the time hes done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.
BOB DYLAN - Blowing in the wind (1971)
How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
Yes, n how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, n how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before theyre forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin in the wind,
The answer is blowin in the wind.
How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, n how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, n how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin in the wind,
The answer is blowin in the wind.
How many years can a mountain exist
Before its washed to the sea?
Yes, n how many years can some people exist
Before theyre allowed to be free?
Yes, n how many times can a man turn his head,
Pretending he just doesnt see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin in the wind,
The answer is blowin in the wind.
Bob Dylan - Like a rolling stone
ONCE UPON A TIME YOU DRESSED SO FINE
YOU THREW THE BUMS A DIME IN YOUR PRIME, DIDN´T YOU?
PEOPLE´D CALL, SAY, "BEWARE DOLL, YOU´RE BOUND TO FALL"
YOU THOUGHT THEY WERE ALL KIDDIN´ YOU
YOU USED TO LAUGH ABOUT
EVERYBODY THAT WAS HANGIN´ OUT
NOW YOU DON´T TALK SO LOUD
NOW YOU DON´T SEEM SO PROUD
ABOUT HAVING TO BE SCROUNGING FOR YOUR NEXT MEAL.
HOW DOES IT FEEL
HOW DOES IT FEEL
TO BE WITHOUT A HOME
LIKE A COMPLETE UNKNOWN
LIKE A ROLLING STONE?
YOU´VE GONE TO THE FINEST SCHOOL ALL RIGHT, MISS LONELY
BUT YOU KNOW YOU ONLY USED TO GET JUICED IN IT
AND NOBODY HAS EVER TAUGHT YOU HOW TO LIVE ON THE STREET
AND NOW YOU FIND OUT YOU´RE GONNA HAVE TO GET USED TO IT
YOU SAID YOU´D NEVER COMPROMISE
WITH THE MYSTERY TRAMP, BUT NOW YOU REALIZE
HE´S NOT SELLING ANY ALIBIS
AS YOU STARE INTO THE VACUUM OF HIS EYES
AND ASK HIM DO YOU WANT TO MAKE A DEAL?
HOW DOES IT FEEL
HOW DOES IT FEEL
TO BE ON YOUR OWN
WITH NO DIRECTION HOME
LIKE A COMPLETE UNKNOWN
LIKE A ROLLING STONE?
Letras4U.com » letras traducidas al español
YOU NEVER TURNED AROUND TO SEE THE FROWNS ON THE JUGGLERS AND THE CLOWNS
WHEN THEY ALL COME DOWN AND DID TRICKS FOR YOU
YOU NEVER UNDERSTOOD THAT IT AIN´T NO GOOD
YOU SHOULDN´T LET OTHER PEOPLE GET YOUR KICKS FOR YOU
YOU USED TO RIDE ON THE CHROME HORSE WITH YOUR DIPLOMAT
WHO CARRIED ON HIS SHOULDER A SIAMESE CAT
AIN´T IT HARD WHEN YOU DISCOVER THAT
HE REALLY WASN´T WHERE IT´S AT
AFTER HE TOOK FROM YOU EVERYTHING HE COULD STEAL.
HOW DOES IT FEEL
HOW DOES IT FEEL
TO BE ON YOUR OWN
WITH NO DIRECTION HOME
LIKE A COMPLETE UNKNOWN
LIKE A ROLLING STONE?
PRINCESS ON THE STEEPLE AND ALL THE PRETTY PEOPLE
THEY´RE DRINKIN´, THINKIN´ THAT THEY GOT IT MADE
EXCHANGING ALL KINDS OF PRECIOUS GIFTS AND THINGS
BUT YOU´D BETTER LIFT YOUR DIAMOND RING, YOU´D BETTER PAWN IT BABE
YOU USED TO BE SO AMUSED
AT NAPOLEON IN RAGS AND THE LANGUAGE THAT HE USED
GO TO HIM NOW, HE CALLS YOU, YOU CAN´T REFUSE
WHEN YOU GOT NOTHING, YOU GOT NOTHING TO LOSE
YOU´RE INVISIBLE NOW, YOU GOT NO SECRETS TO CONCEAL.
HOW DOES IT FEEL
HOW DOES IT FEEL
TO BE ON YOUR OWN
WITH NO DIRECTION HOME
LIKE A COMPLETE UNKNOWN
LIKE A ROLLING STONE?
Knocking on Heaven's Door by Bob Dylan
1.) Mama take this badge from me
I cant use it any more.
It sgetting dark to dark to see
feels like I m knocking on heavens door.
Ref.:
knock knock knocking on heavens door
knock knock knocking on heavens door
knock knock knocking on heavens door
knock knock knocking on heavens door
2.) Mama put my guns in the groundI cant shoot them any more
That dark black gloud i comming down,
feels like I m knocking on heavens door
Ref.:knock knock knocking on heavens door
knock knock knocking on heavens door
knock knock knocking on heavens door
knock knock knocking on heavens door
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Enter patty valentine from the upper hall.
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood,
Cries out, my god, they killed them all!
Here comes the story of the hurricane,
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin that he never done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.
Three bodies lyin there does patty see
And another man named bello, movin around mysteriously.
I didnt do it, he says, and he throws up his hands
I was only robbin the register, I hope you understand.
I saw them leavin, he says, and he stops
One of us had better call up the cops.
And so patty calls the cops
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin
In the hot new jersey night.
Meanwhile, far away in another part of town
Rubin carter and a couple of friends are drivin around.
Number one contender for the middleweight crown
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
Just like the time before and the time before that.
In paterson thats just the way things go.
If youre black you might as well not show up on the street
less you wanna draw the heat.
Alfred bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops.
Him and arthur dexter bradley were just out prowlin around
He said, I saw two men runnin out, they looked like middleweights
They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates.
And miss patty valentine just nodded her head.
Cop said, wait a minute, boys, this ones not dead
So they took him to the infirmary
And though this man could hardly see
They told him that he could identify the guilty men.
Four in the mornin and they haul rubin in,
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs.
The wounded man looks up through his one dyin eye
Says, whad you bring him in here for? he aint the guy!
Yes, heres the story of the hurricane,
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin that he never done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.
Four months later, the ghettos are in flame,
Rubins in south america, fightin for his name
While arthur dexter bradleys still in the robbery game
And the cops are puttin the screws to him, lookin for somebody to blame.
Remember that murder that happened in a bar?
Remember you said you saw the getaway car?
You think youd like to play ball with the law?
Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin that night?
Dont forget that you are white.
Arthur dexter bradley said, Im really not sure.
Cops said, a poor boy like you could use a break
We got you for the motel job and were talkin to your friend bello
Now you dont wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow.
Youll be doin society a favor.
That sonofabitch is brave and gettin braver.
We want to put his ass in stir
We want to pin this triple murder on him
He aint no gentleman jim.
Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
But he never did like to talk about it all that much.
Its my work, hed say, and I do it for pay
And when its over Id just as soon go on my way
Up to some paradise
Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
And ride a horse along a trail.
But then they took him to the jailhouse
Where they try to turn a man into a mouse.
All of rubins cards were marked in advance
The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance.
The judge made rubins witnesses drunkards from the slums
To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger.
No one doubted that he pulled the trigger.
And though they could not produce the gun,
The d.a. said he was the one who did the deed
And the all-white jury agreed.
Rubin carter was falsely tried.
The crime was murder one, guess who testified?
Bello and bradley and they both baldly lied
And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride.
How can the life of such a man
Be in the palm of some fools hand?
To see him obviously framed
Couldnt help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
Where justice is a game.
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
While rubin sits like buddha in a ten-foot cell
An innocent man in a living hell.
Thats the story of the hurricane,
But it wont be over till they clear his name
And give him back the time hes done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.
BOB DYLAN - Blowing in the wind (1971)
How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
Yes, n how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, n how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before theyre forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin in the wind,
The answer is blowin in the wind.
How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, n how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, n how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin in the wind,
The answer is blowin in the wind.
How many years can a mountain exist
Before its washed to the sea?
Yes, n how many years can some people exist
Before theyre allowed to be free?
Yes, n how many times can a man turn his head,
Pretending he just doesnt see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin in the wind,
The answer is blowin in the wind.
Bob Dylan - Like a rolling stone
ONCE UPON A TIME YOU DRESSED SO FINE
YOU THREW THE BUMS A DIME IN YOUR PRIME, DIDN´T YOU?
PEOPLE´D CALL, SAY, "BEWARE DOLL, YOU´RE BOUND TO FALL"
YOU THOUGHT THEY WERE ALL KIDDIN´ YOU
YOU USED TO LAUGH ABOUT
EVERYBODY THAT WAS HANGIN´ OUT
NOW YOU DON´T TALK SO LOUD
NOW YOU DON´T SEEM SO PROUD
ABOUT HAVING TO BE SCROUNGING FOR YOUR NEXT MEAL.
HOW DOES IT FEEL
HOW DOES IT FEEL
TO BE WITHOUT A HOME
LIKE A COMPLETE UNKNOWN
LIKE A ROLLING STONE?
YOU´VE GONE TO THE FINEST SCHOOL ALL RIGHT, MISS LONELY
BUT YOU KNOW YOU ONLY USED TO GET JUICED IN IT
AND NOBODY HAS EVER TAUGHT YOU HOW TO LIVE ON THE STREET
AND NOW YOU FIND OUT YOU´RE GONNA HAVE TO GET USED TO IT
YOU SAID YOU´D NEVER COMPROMISE
WITH THE MYSTERY TRAMP, BUT NOW YOU REALIZE
HE´S NOT SELLING ANY ALIBIS
AS YOU STARE INTO THE VACUUM OF HIS EYES
AND ASK HIM DO YOU WANT TO MAKE A DEAL?
HOW DOES IT FEEL
HOW DOES IT FEEL
TO BE ON YOUR OWN
WITH NO DIRECTION HOME
LIKE A COMPLETE UNKNOWN
LIKE A ROLLING STONE?
Letras4U.com » letras traducidas al español
YOU NEVER TURNED AROUND TO SEE THE FROWNS ON THE JUGGLERS AND THE CLOWNS
WHEN THEY ALL COME DOWN AND DID TRICKS FOR YOU
YOU NEVER UNDERSTOOD THAT IT AIN´T NO GOOD
YOU SHOULDN´T LET OTHER PEOPLE GET YOUR KICKS FOR YOU
YOU USED TO RIDE ON THE CHROME HORSE WITH YOUR DIPLOMAT
WHO CARRIED ON HIS SHOULDER A SIAMESE CAT
AIN´T IT HARD WHEN YOU DISCOVER THAT
HE REALLY WASN´T WHERE IT´S AT
AFTER HE TOOK FROM YOU EVERYTHING HE COULD STEAL.
HOW DOES IT FEEL
HOW DOES IT FEEL
TO BE ON YOUR OWN
WITH NO DIRECTION HOME
LIKE A COMPLETE UNKNOWN
LIKE A ROLLING STONE?
PRINCESS ON THE STEEPLE AND ALL THE PRETTY PEOPLE
THEY´RE DRINKIN´, THINKIN´ THAT THEY GOT IT MADE
EXCHANGING ALL KINDS OF PRECIOUS GIFTS AND THINGS
BUT YOU´D BETTER LIFT YOUR DIAMOND RING, YOU´D BETTER PAWN IT BABE
YOU USED TO BE SO AMUSED
AT NAPOLEON IN RAGS AND THE LANGUAGE THAT HE USED
GO TO HIM NOW, HE CALLS YOU, YOU CAN´T REFUSE
WHEN YOU GOT NOTHING, YOU GOT NOTHING TO LOSE
YOU´RE INVISIBLE NOW, YOU GOT NO SECRETS TO CONCEAL.
HOW DOES IT FEEL
HOW DOES IT FEEL
TO BE ON YOUR OWN
WITH NO DIRECTION HOME
LIKE A COMPLETE UNKNOWN
LIKE A ROLLING STONE?
Knocking on Heaven's Door by Bob Dylan
1.) Mama take this badge from me
I cant use it any more.
It sgetting dark to dark to see
feels like I m knocking on heavens door.
Ref.:
knock knock knocking on heavens door
knock knock knocking on heavens door
knock knock knocking on heavens door
knock knock knocking on heavens door
2.) Mama put my guns in the groundI cant shoot them any more
That dark black gloud i comming down,
feels like I m knocking on heavens door
Ref.:knock knock knocking on heavens door
knock knock knocking on heavens door
knock knock knocking on heavens door
knock knock knocking on heavens door
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