Shelter From the Storm
Bob DylanOriginale | L'interpretazione francese di Francis Cabrel |
SHELTER FROM THE STORM 'Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form. "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm." And if I pass this way again, you can rest assured I'll always do my best for her, on that I give my word In a world of steel-eyed death, and men who are fighting to be warm. "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm." Not a word was spoke between us, there was little risk involved Everything up to that point had been left unresolved. Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm. "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm." I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail, Poisoned in the bushes an' blown out on the trail, Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn. "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm." Suddenly I turned around and she was standin' there With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair. She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns. "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm." Now there's a wall between us, somethin' there's been lost I took too much for granted, got my signals crossed. Just to think that it all began on a long-forgotten morn. "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm." Well, the deputy walks on hard nails and the preacher rides a mount But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts And the one-eyed undertaker, he blows a futile horn. "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm." I've heard newborn babies wailin' like a mournin' dove And old men with broken teeth stranded without love. Do I understand your question, man, is it hopeless and forlorn? "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm." In a little hilltop village, they gambled for my clothes I bargained for salvation an' they gave me a lethal dose. I offered up my innocence and got repaid with scorn. "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm." Well, I'm livin' in a foreign country but I'm bound to cross the line Beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine. If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born. "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm." | S'ABRITER DE L'ORAGE Une pâle lueur tombait d'une pâle fenêtre J'avais les yeux d'une couleur facile à reconnaître Celle de ces wagons éteints sur les voies de garage Entrez dit-elle et venez vous abriter de l'orage J'avais traversé les débris de nos nuits féeriques Trébuché sur nos éboulis, sur nos dégâts magnifiques Avec encore sur le front son tendre tatouage Entrez dit-elle et venez vous abriter de l'orage Je parlais du vent sur un lac et d'une voile blanche Des caresses que ses cheveux recouvrent en avalanche Du ticket pour l'éternité perdu dans le naufrage Entrez dit-elle et venez vous abriter de l'orage Je demandais est-ce que plus tard tout redevient solide? Est-ce qu'on peut exister longtemps suspendu dans le vide Dans ce vertige continu cet arrêt sur image? Entrez dit-elle et venez vous abriter de l'orage Vous aurez d'autres aujourd'huis d'autres heures de peine À la longue on se reconstruit sur des choses certaines Le printemps après l'incendie, la planche qui surnage Entrez dit-elle et venez vous abriter de l'orage Une pâle lueur tombait d'une pâle fenêtre J'avais les yeux d'une couleur facile à reconnaître Celle de ces wagons éteints sur les voies de garage Entrez dit-elle et venez vous abriter de l'orage |