Katie Cruel
Karen Dalton| Versione di Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds, dall’album "Henry's... | |
| KATIE LA CRUELLE Quand je suis arrivée en ville la première fois Ils m'avaient appelé bijou d'amour Maintenant ils ont changé de musique Et ils m'appellent Katie la cruelle. Je vais à travers bois Et les marais fangeux Droit devant moi Pour arriver là où mon cœur veut Si j'avais pu aller où je voulais être Je n'aurais certes pas voulu être là Mais je suis ici, où je dois être Là où je voudrais être, je ne peux pas. Quand je suis arrivée en ville la première fois Tous m'offraient à boire Maintenant ils ont changé de musique Ils me jettent les bouteilles vides Si j'avais pu aller où je voulais être Je n'aurais certes pas voulu être là Mais je suis ici, où je dois être Là où je voudrais être, je ne peux pas. | WHEN I FIRST CAME TO TOWN When I first came to town All the people gathered round They bought me drinks Lord, how they quickly changed their tune When I first came to town People took me round from end to end Like someone may take round a friend O how quickly they changed their tune Suspicion and dark murmurs surround me Everywhere I go they confound me As though the blood on my hands Is there for every citizen to see O sweet Jesus There is no turning back There is always one more town A little further down the track And from my window, across the tracks I watch the juicers burn their fires And in that light Their faces leer at me How I wish they'd just let me be When I first came to town Their favours were for free Now even the doors of the whores of this town Are closed to me I search the mirror And I try to see Why the people of this town Have washed their hands of me O sweet Jesus There is no turning back There is always one more town A little further down the track O lord, every god-damn turn I take I fear the noose, I fear the stake For there is no bone They did not break In all the towns I've been before Well those that sin against me are snuffed out I know from every day that I live God-damn the day that I was born The night that forced me from the womb And god-damn this town For I am leaving now But one day I will return And the people of this town will surely see Just how quickly the tables turn O sweet Jesus This really is the end There is always one more town |
