live at Sin-é

legacy edition

 

 

Live @ Sin-é - legacy edition esce il 2 settembre del 2003. E' un doppio live contenente le storiche sessions risalenti al 1993. Un dvd è compreso nelle prime migliaia di copie (a tiratura limitata), con un'intervista del 1993 e le registrazioni delle ultime esibizioni al Sin-é del 1996  (Kick Out The Jams The Way Young Lovers Do e New Year’s Eve Prayer.

L'album è  dedicato a Nina Simone, morta all'età di settant'anni il 22 aprile 2003.

 

testi

 

be your husband
lover, you should have come over

mojo pin

grace
strange fruit
night flight
if you knew

unforgiven (last goodbye)
twelve of never
eternal life

just like a woman
calling you

yeh jo  halka halk saroor hai
if you see her say hello
dink's song
drown in my own tears
the way young lovers do
je n'en connais pas la fin
I shall be released
sweet thing

hallelujah


 

be my husband

(written by A. Stroud)

 

be your husband if you'll be my wife
be your husband if you'll be my wife

be your husband if you'll be my wife

loving all of you the rest of your life

 

be your husband if you'll be my wife
be your husband if you'll be my wife
be your husband if you'll be my wife
loving all of you the rest of your life

 

if you promise me I'll be your man

if you promise me I'll be your man

if you promise me I'll be your man

I will love you the best I can

 

stick to the promise that you made me

stick to the promise that you made me

stick to the promise that you made me
and stay away from johnny lee

 

ooh mama love me good
ooh mama love me good
ooh mama love me good

ooh mama mama love me good

 

if you want me to I'll cook and sew
if you want me to I'll cook and sew
if you want me to I'll cook and sew

outside of you there is no place to go
 

don't you treat me so doggone mean
don't you treat me so doggone mean
don't you treat me so doggone mean
you're the meanest man I've ever seen

 

ooh mama love me good
ooh mama-ma love me good
ooh mama love me good
ooh mama mama mama love me good
 

oh mama

 

(and I'll) be your husband if you'll be my wife
be your husband if you'll be my wife

be your husband if you'll be my wife
loving all of you the rest of your life
 

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lover, you should've come over

(J.Buckley)

 

looking out the door 
I see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners
parading in a wake of sad relations 
as their shoes fill up with water
and maybe I'm too young
to keep good love from going wrong
but tonight you're on my mind so
you'll never know
you'll never know

every inch of me is filled with pain
oh you should've come over
my broken bones can smell the rain and they're aching to be covered.. 
oh.. and the rain
i wanna come down fast like kisses on my skin 
but it passed me by 
and it left me dry
lover you should've come over

I'm broken down and hungry for your love 
with no way to feed it
where are you tonight? 
child, you know how much I need you.
too young to hold on 
and too old to break free and run 
oh to run to run
lover you should've come over

I'll wait, and I'll burn 
will I ever see your return,
oh lover, you should've come over

lonely is the room the bed is made
the open window lets the rain in
burning in the corner is the only one 
who dreams he had you with him 
my body turns and yearns for a sleep
that will never come
it's never over,
my kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder
it's never over, all my riches for her smiles 
when I slept so soft against her...
it's never over,
all my blood for the sweetness of her laughter
it's never over, she is the tear
that hangs inside my soul forever
maybe I'm just too young to keep good love
from going wrong 
oh... lover you should've come over...
'cause it's not too late...

I'll wait, and I'll burn 
will I ever see your return,
oh lover, you should've come over

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mojo pin

(J. Buckley/G. Lucas)

 

I'm lying in my bed
the blanket is warm
this body will never be safe from harm
still feel your hair, black ribbons of coal
touch my skin to keep me whole

if only you'd come back to me
if you laid at my side
wouldn't need no mojo pin to keep me satisfied

don't wanna weep for you, I don't wanna know
I'm blind and tortured, the white horses flow
the memories fire, the rhythms fall slow
black beauty I love you so

precious, precious silver and gold and pearls in oyster's flesh
drop down we two to serve and pray to love
born again from the rhythm screaming down from heaven
ageless, ageless and I'm there in your arms

don't wanna weep for you, I don't wanna know
I'm blind and tortured, the white horses flow
the memories fire, the rhythms fall slow black beauty I love you so

the welts of your scorn, my love, give me more
send whips of opinion down my back, give me more
well it's you I've waited my life to see
it's you I've searched so hard for

don't wanna weep for you, I don't wanna know
I'm blind and tortured, the white horses flow
the memories fire, the rhythms fall slow black beauty I love you so

 

^ torna su

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grace

(J. Buckley/G. Lucas)

 

there's the moon asking to stay
long enough for the clouds to fly me away
well it's my time coming, I'm not afraid to die

my fading voice sings of love, but she cries to the clicking of time,
oh, time.  Wait in the fire...
and she weeps on my arm
walking to the bright lights in sorrow
oh drink a bit of wine we both might go tomorrow
oh my love...
and the rain is falling and I believe my time has come
it reminds me of the pain I might leave behind... Wait in the fire
and I feel them drown my name
so easy to know and forget with this kiss
I'm not afraid to go but it goes so slow...

^ torna su

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strange fruit

(written by Lewis Allen)

 

southern trees bear strange fruit,
blood on the leaves and blood at the root,
black bodies swinging in the southern breeze,
strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees.

pastoral scene of the gallant south,
the bulging eyes and the twisted mouth,
scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh,
then the sudden smell of burning flesh.

here is fruit for the crows to pluck,
for the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,
for the sun to rot, for the trees to drop,
here is a strange and bitter crop

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night flight

(written by Led Zeppelin)

 

well well well well...

I received a message from my brother across the water
he sat laughin' as he wrote the end's in sight
so I said goodbye to all my friends
and packed my hopes inside a matchbox
'cause I know it's time to fly

come on, come on, meet me in the morning, Meet me in the middle of the night
the morning light is comin', don't it make you wanna go and feel alright
 

well well well well...

I just jumped a train that never stops,
so now somehow I'll know I never finished payin' for my ride
someone pushed a gun into my hand
tell me I'm the type of man to fight the fight that I'll require

come on come on, meet me in the morning, meet me in the middle of the night
the morning light is comin', don't it make you wanna go and feel alright, feel alright

well, mama, well I think it's time I'm leavin'
nothin' here to make me stay
whoa, mama, well it must be time I'm goin'
they're knockin' down them doors
they're tryin' to take me away

please mr. brakeman, won't you ring your bell

and ring loud and clear
please mr. fireman, won't you ring your bell
tell the people they got to fly away from here

I once saw a picture of a lady with a baby
southern lady, had a very, very special smile
we are in the middle of a change in destination
when the train stops, all together we will smile
oh, meet me in the morning

won't you meet me in the middle of the night, night, night
oh everybody know the mornin' time is comin'
don't it make you wanna feel alright.

make me feel alright

make me feel

alright alright alright alright alright alright

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if you knew

(written by Nina Simone)
 

I need you here beside me
forever and a day a day
together never parting
just you just me my love

I can't go on without you
your love is all I'm living for
I love all things about you
your heart your soul my love

I can't go on without you
forever and a day a day
I need you here beside me
forever and a day a day

 

I know whatever betides me
I love you I love you I do.. I do

^ torna su

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unforgiven

(J. Buckley)

 

this is our last goodbye
I hate to feel the love between us die
but it's over
just hear this and then I'll go
you gave me more to live for,
more than you'll ever know.
 
this is our last embrace,
must I dream and always see your face
why can't we overcome this wall
baby, maybe it is just because I didn't know you at all.
 
kiss me, please, kiss me
but kiss me out of desire, babe, and not consolation you know,
it makes me so angry 'cause I know that in time
I'll only make you cry, this is our last goodbye.
 
did you say "no, this can't happen to me,"
and did you rush to the phone to call?
was there a voice unkind in the back of your mind saying, 
"maybe... you didn't know him at all."
 
well, the bells out in the church tower chime
burning clues into this heart of mine
thinking so hard on her soft eyes and the memory 
of her sighs that, "it's over... it's over..."

^ torna su

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twelve of never

(written by Livingston/Webster)

 

^ torna su

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eternal life

(J. Buckley)

 

eternal life is now on my trail
got my red glitter coffin, man, just need one last nail
while all these ugly gentleman play out their foolish games
there's a flaming red horizon that screams our names

and as your fantasies are broken in two
did you really think this bloody road would
pave the way for you?
you better turn around and blow your kiss hello to life eternal, angel

racist everyman, what have you done?
man, you've made a killer of your unborn son...
crown my fear your king at the point of a gun
all I want to do is love everyone...

and as your fantasies are broken in two
did you really think this bloody road would
pave the way for you?
you better turn around and blow your kiss hello to life eternal, angel
there's no time for hatred, only questions
what is love, where happiness, what is life, where is peace?
when will I find the strength to bring me release?

wnd tell me where is the love in what your prophet has said?
man, it sounds to me just like a prison for the walking dead
and I've got a message for you and your twisted hell
you better turn around and blow your kiss goodbye to life eternal, angel...

 

^ torna su

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just like a woman

(written by Bob Dylan)

 

nobody feels any pain
tonight as i stand inside the rain
ev'rybody knows
that baby's got new clothes
but lately i see her ribbons and her bows
have fallen from her curls.
she takes just like a woman, yes, she does
she makes love just like a woman, yes, she does
and she aches just like a woman
but she breaks just like a little girl.

queen mary, she's my friend
yes, i believe i'll go see her again
nobody has to guess
that baby can't be blessed
till she sees finally that she's like all the rest
with her fog, her amphetamine and her pearls.
she takes just like a woman, yes, she does
she makes love just like a woman, yes, she does
and she aches just like a woman
but she breaks just like a little girl.

it was raining from the first
and i was dying there of thirst
so i came in here
and your long-time curse hurts
but what's worse
is this pain in here
i can't stay in he re
ain't it clear that --
i just can't fit
yes, I believe it's time for us to quit
when we meet again
introduced as friends
please don't let on that you knew me when
i was hungry and it was your world.
ah, you fake just like a woman, yes, you do
you make love just like a woman, yes, you do
then you ache just like a woman
but you break just like a little girl

^ torna su

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calling you

(written by Bob Telson)

 

a desert road from vegas to nowhere
some place better than where you've been
a coffee machine that needs some fixing
in a little café just around the bend

i am calling you
can't you hear me
i am calling you

a hot dry wind blows right thru me
the baby's crying and can't sleep
but we both know a change is coming
coming closer sweet release

i am calling you
i know you hear me
i am calling you oh

^ torna su

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yeh jo halka halk saroor hai

(written by Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan)

 

^ torna su

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if you see her, say hello

(written by Bob Dylan)

 

if you see her, say hello, she might be in tangier
she left here last early spring, is livin' there, I hear
say for me that I'm all right though things get kind of slow
she might think that I've forgotten her, don't tell her it isn't so.
we had a falling-out, like lovers often will
and to think of how she left that night, it still brings me a chill
and though our separation, it pierced me to the heart
she still lives inside of me, we've never been apart.
if you get close to her, kiss her once for me
I always have respected her for busting out and gettin' free
oh, whatever makes her happy, I won't stand in the way
though the bitter taste still lingers on from the night I tried to make her stay.
I see a lot of people as I make the rounds
and I hear her name here and there as I go from town to town
and I've never gotten used to it, I've just learned to turn it off
either i'm too sensitive or else i'm gettin' soft.
sundown, yellow moon, I replay the past
I know every scene by heart, they all went by so fast
if she's passin' back this way, I'm not that hard to find
tell her she can look me up if she's got the time

^ torna su

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dink's song (fare thee well)

(tradizionale)

 

if I had wings like Noah's dove
I'd fly the river to the one I love
fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well

if I met your man, and he was long and tall
I'd heave his body like a cannonball
fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well

then one evening, it was drizzling rain

and in my heart I felt an aching pain
fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well

as you wore your apron low
I'm gonna keep you away from my door
fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well

and now your apron, straight up to your chin
across your door but I'd never come in
fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well

for the woman I love, I crave to see
she leaves up the country
and I know she won't write to me
fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well

oh she's gone
I know she won't come back
oh she took the last nickel out of my saving sack
fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well

on the way to the mountain
looked as far as my eyes could see
some other man got my woman
and a lonesome blues got me, oh yeah
fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well

and I found her letter on the maple tree
she says I'm gonna get you
for all the things you did to me
fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well

now if a man is a cheater
he's having himself the time
but he'd never keep his woman
cause he just won't know his mind
his mind, mind, mind
fare thee well, my honey, oh yeah

a muddy river runs a muddy mile
but you can't give me money
for my unborn child
child, child, child
fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well

when a woman get in trouble
everybody puts her down
looking for a friend
and no one can be found, oh yeah
fare thee well

number nine train
never did no harm
number nine train,
take my poor baby home
fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well

another woman alone

you're the fastest man
that I ever saw
well the boy skid from Missouri
all the way to Arkansas, oh yeah
fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well

although papa's dead
how much will to be
I got no woman
to love and care for me, oh yeah
fare thee well, my honey, my honey
fare thee well, ohhhh
yeah, yeah, yeah
 

^ torna su

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drown in my own tears

(written by Henry Glover)

 

it brings a tear into my eyes,
when I begin to realize,
I've cried so much since you've been gone,
I guess I'm drowning in my own tears

I sit and cry just like a child
my pouring tears are runnin' wild
if you don't think you'll be home soon
I guess I'll drown in my own tears

I know it's true into each life
some rain, rain must pour
I'm so blue here without you
it keeps raining more and more

why don't you please come on home
so I won't be all alone
if you don't think you'll be home soon

I guess I'll drown in my own tears
drown in my own tears
drown in my own tears

drown in my own tears (don't let me)
I guess I'll drown in my own tears
oh, mmmmm

 

^ torna su

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the way young lovers do
(written and performed by Van Morrison)

oh...

we strolled through fields all wet with rain
and back along the lane again
there in the sunshine
in the sweet summertime
oh the way that young lovers do
 
I kissed you on the lips once more
we said goodbye at your front door
there in the nighttime
love, that's the right time
oh to feel the way that young lovers do
 
and we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that we were and the
 way that we wanted to be
and we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that I was for you
 and that you were for me
and then we long to dance the night away
turned to each other, saying 'I love you, baby I love you'
oh the way that young lovers do
lovers do...
do, do, do, do...
 
the way young lovers do
do, do, do, do...

the way young lovers do...
 
and we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way 
that we were and the way
 that we wanted to be
and we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way 
that I was for you
 and you were for me
ah baby, baby.
and then we long to dance the night away
and turned to each other 
saying 'I love you, baby I love you'
oh the way...

I held her with her looking down
and I kissed her, with the snow falling down
in the street light
it was a sweet light
and the way that young...
oh, the way that young lovers...
oh the way that young... that young lovers...
that young lovers do.

goodnight

^ torna su

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je n'en connais pas la fin

(R. Asso/M. Monnot, performed by Edith Piaf)

I used to know a little square
so long ago, when I was small
all summer long it had a fair
wonderful fair with swings and all
I used to love my little fair
and at the close of everyday

I could be found, dancing around
a merry-go-round that used to play...

"ah, mon amour
 a toi toujours
 dans tes grands yeux
 rien que nous deux"

all summer long my little fair
made everyday like a holiday
night after night it used to play
and people came there from so far away
and everyone sang that little tune
all around town you heard it played

even Pepi from Napoli
he sang to Marie
this serenade...

"ah, mon amour
 a toi toujours
 dans tes grands yeux
 rien que nous deux"

all summer long my little fair
made everyday like a holiday
night after night it used to play
and people came there from so far away
and everyone sang that little tune
all around town you heard it played

even Pepi from Napoli
he sang to Marie
this serenade...

"ah, mon amour
 a toi toujours
 dans tes grands yeux
 rien que nous deux"

I can't forget my little square
even though I'm so far away
I can't forget my little fair
maybe it's still there, still there today
I sometimes hear that little tune
 playing in a dream of long ago

and in my brain runs the refrain
that old French refrain I used to know...

"ah, mon amour
 a toi toujours
 dans tes grands yeux
 rien que nous deux"

^ torna su

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I shall be released

(written by Bob Dylan)

 

they say ev'rything can be replaced,
yet ev'ry distance is not near.
so I remember ev'ry face
of ev'ry man who put me here.
I see my light come shining
from the west unto the east.
any day now, any day now,
I shall be released.

they say ev'ry man needs protection,
they say ev'ry man must fall.
yet I swear I see my reflection
some place so high above this wall.
I see my light come shining
from the west unto the east.
any day now, any day now,
I shall be released.

standing next to me in this lonely crowd,
is a man who swears he's not to blame.
all day long I hear him shout so loud,
crying out that he was framed.
I see my light come shining
from the west unto the east.
any day now, any day now,
I shall be released.

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sweet thing

(written by Van Morrison)

 

and I will stroll the merry way
and jump the hedges first
and I will drink the clear
clean water for to quench my thirst
and I shall watch the ferry-boats
and they'll get high
on a bluer ocean
against tomorrow's sky

and I will never ever grow so old again
and I will walk and talk
in gardens all
misty and wet with rain

oh oh sweet thing, swet thing

oh my, my

well well my sweet thing

 

and I shall drive my chariot down your streets and cry
well, it's me I'm dynamite
and I don't know why

and you hold me so strong in your arms again

pretty babe

I will not remember

that I have felt that pain

and I will walk and talk
in gardens all
misty and wet with rain

and I will never ever grow so old again

oh sweet thing, oh oh

oh my my sweet thing,

sweet thing
 

and I will raise my hand up into the night time sky
and count the stars that's shining in your eye

and we will walk and talk
in gardens all
misty and wet with rain

and we will walk and talk
in gardens all
misty and wet with rain

and we will walk and talk
in gardens all
misty and wet with rain

and we shall  walk and talk
in gardens all
misty and wet with rain
and we shall  walk and talk
in gardens all
misty and wet with rain

and I will never, ever, ever, ever
grow so old again
oh sweet thing

oh sweet thing

sweet thing

and you know we will..

and you know we will..

 

[freestyle]

 

oh sweet thing

oh sweet thing

sweet thing

oh sweet thing

oh sweet thing

and you know we will walk and talk
in gardens all
misty and wet with rain

and I will never grow so old again

sweet thing

sweet sweet thing

sweet sweet thing

sweet thing

sweet thing

 

^ torna su

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hallelujah

(written and performed by L. Cohen)

 

I heard there was a secret chord
that David played and it pleased the Lord
but you don't really care for music, do you? 
well it goes like this:
the fourth, the fifth, the minor fall and the major lift
the baffled king composing hallelujah
 
hallelujah hallelujah hallelujah hallelujah...
 
well your faith was strong but you needed proof
you saw her bathing on the roof
her beauty and the moonlight overthrough ya
she tied you to her kitchen chair
she broke your throne and she cut your hair
and from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
 
baby I've been here before
I've seen this room and I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew ya
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
but love is not a victory march
it's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
 
there was a time when you let me know
what's really going on below
but now you never show that to me do ya
but remember when I moved in you
and the holy dove was moving too
and every breath we drew was Hallelujah
 
well, maybe there's a God above
but all I've ever learned from love
was how to shoot somebody who outdrew ya
it's not a cry that you hear at night
it's not somebody who's seen the light
it's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
 
hallelujah hallelujah hallelujah...

^ torna su

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