Dans la série #Mes anges
Paris XIème, août 2009 - N°95 L'ange de la liberté
Collage sur papier dessin 42 X 30 cm
Fragments d'une affiche de concert de heavy metal
et papiers provenant de magazines
Ce collage N°95, pièce unique,
Angelina, Bob Dylan
Copyright © 1981 by Special Rider Music
Well, it’s always been my nature to take chances
My right hand drawing back while my left hand advances
Where the current is strong and the monkey dances
To the tune of a concertina
Blood dryin’ in my yellow hair as I go from shore to shore
I know what it is that has drawn me to your door
But whatever it could be, makes me think you’ve seen me before
Angelina
Oh, Angelina. Oh, Angelina
His eyes were two slits that would make a snake proud
With a face that any painter would paint as he walked through the crowd
Worshipping a god with the body of a woman well endowed
And the head of a hyena
Do I need your permission to turn the other cheek?
If you can read my mind, why must I speak?
No, I have heard nothing about the man that you seek
Angelina
Oh, Angelina. Oh, Angelina
In the valley of the giants where the stars and stripes explode
The peaches they were sweet and the milk and honey flowed
I was only following instructions when the judge sent me down the road
With your subpoena
When you cease to exist, then who will you blame
I’ve tried my best to love you but I cannot play this game
Your best friend and my worst enemy is one and the same
Angelina
Oh, Angelina. Oh, Angelina
There’s a black Mercedes rollin’ through the combat zone
Your servants are half dead, you’re down to the bone
Tell me, tall men, where would you like to be overthrown
Maybe down in Jerusalem or Argentina?
She was stolen from her mother when she was three days old
Now her vengeance has been satisfied and her possessions have been sold
He’s surrounded by God’s angels and she’s wearin’ a blindfold
And so are you, Angelina
Oh, Angelina. Oh, Angelina
I see pieces of men marching; trying to take heaven by force
I can see the unknown rider, I can see the pale white horse
In God’s truth tell me what you want and you’ll have it of course
Just step into the arena
Beat a path of retreat up them spiral staircases
Pass the tree of smoke, pass the angel with four faces
Begging God for mercy and weepin’ in unholy places
Angelina
Oh, Angelina. Oh, Angelina
Pour écouter d'autres chansons de Bob Dylan dans la playlist d', cliquez sur le titre de ces pages :
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- Just behind the minds
- BlopComplémentaire !
- Angelina
- En m'égarant, j'ai trouvé...
- "Sois toi-même, tous les autres sont déjà pris"
- Mort du boxeur Rubin "Hurricane" Carter
- La vie en bleu
- Bob Dylan, prix Nobel de littérature 2016
Site de Bob Dylan : link
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