03 dezembro 2014






o que tem mais piada nesta velha canção de tom waits é o modo como ele retrata a dificuldade em resistir às tentações e esse (sempre subjacente) dilema entre o bem e o mal. confessa: também já te perguntaste por que razão os maus têm tanta força, por que é que os anjos vão dormir quando o diabo deixa acesa a luz da entrada.



I spent all my money in a Mexican whorehouse

Across the street from a catholic church

And then I wiped off my revolver

And I buttoned up my burgundy shirt

I shot the morning in the back
with my red wings on

I told the sun he'd better go back down

And if I can find a book of matches

I'm goin' to burn this hotel down

You got to tell me brave captain

Why are the wicked so strong?

How do the Angels get to sleep

When the Devil leaves the porch light on?

Well, I dropped thirty grand on the Nugget slots

I had to sell my ass on Fremont Street

And the drummer said there's sanctuary

Over at the Baghdad room

And now it's one for the money

Two for the show

Three to get ready, and go man go

I said, "Tell me Mr. Siegal, 
how do I get out of here?"

Well, Willard's knocked out on a bottle of heat

Drivin' dangerous curves across the dirty sheets

He said, "Man you ought to see her
 when her parents are gone

Man you ought to hear her when the siren's on"

I said, tell me brave captain

Why are the wicked so strong?

How do the Angels get to sleep

When the Devil leaves the porch light on?

Don't you know that ain't no broken bottle

That I picked up in my headlights
 on the other side of the Nevada line

Where they live hard die young

And have a good lookin' corpse every time

Well, you know the pit-boss 
said I should keep movin'

This is where you go when you die

And so I shot a black beauty

And I kissed her right between the eyes

Well, Willard's knocked out on a bottle of heat

Drivin' dangerous curves across the dirty sheets

He said, "When the bitches wound up 
when her parents are gone

Man you ought to hear her when the siren's on"

I said, tell me brave captain:
Why are the wicked so strong?

How do the Angels get to sleep

When the Devil leaves the porch light on?






2 comentários:

  1. Sim, já me questionei sobre isso e julgo poder concluir que, apenas aparentemente, os maus têm tanta força.
    Sabe, eu acho que os meus anjos não têm dormido... Descansam a vista, de vez em quando. Até ando a pensar em dar-lhes uma folga;)
    Gosto muito desta canção. Uma interpretação com muita atitude, não é?

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