Leonard Cohen – Tower Of Song

Well my friends are gone and my hair is grey
I ache in the places where I used to play
And I’m crazy for love but I’m not coming on
I’m just paying my rent every day
Oh in the Tower of Song

I said to Hank Williams: how lonely does it get?
Hank Williams hasn’t answered yet
But I hear him coughing all night long
A hundred floors above me
In the Tower of Song

I was born like this, I had no choice
I was born with the gift of a golden voice
And twenty-seven angels from the Great Beyond
They tied me to this table right here
In the Tower of Song

So you can stick your little pins in that voodoo doll
I’m very sorry, baby, doesn’t look like me at all
I’m standing by the window where the light is strong
Ah they don’t let a woman kill you
Not in the Tower of Song

Now you can say that I’ve grown bitter but of this you may be sure
The rich have got their channels in the bedrooms of the poor
And there’s a mighty judgement coming, but I may be wrong
You see, you hear these funny voices
In the Tower of Song

I see you standing on the other side
I don’t know how the river got so wide
I loved you baby, way back when
And all the bridges are burning that we might have crossed
But I feel so close to everything that we lost
We’ll never have to lose it again

Now I bid you farewell, I don’t know when I’ll be back
There moving us tomorrow to that tower down the track
But you’ll be hearing from me baby, long after I’m gone
I’ll be speaking to you sweetly
From a window in the Tower of Song

Yeah my friends are gone and my hair is grey
I ache in the places where I used to play
And I’m crazy for love but I’m not coming on
I’m just paying my rent every day
Oh in the Tower of Song

Prevod pesme

Kula od pesama

E, mojih drugova više nema a kosa mi je seda
Ostala je bol na mestima gde sam svirao nekada
I lud sam za ljubavlju ali to ne vodi nikuda
Samo stanarinu plaćam svakog dana
u ovoj kuli od pesama

Rekao sam Henku Vilijamsu: koliko samotno postane?
Henk Vilijams još odgovorio nije
Ali čujem ga kako po čitavu noć kašlje
Stotinu spratova iznad mene
U ovoj Kuli od pesme

Rođen sam ovakav, nisam imao izbora
Rođen sam s darom zlatnog glasa
A dvadeset sedam anđela sa onog sveta
Vezalo me je za ovaj sto ovde
U ovoj Kuli od pesme

Tako da, možeš u tu vudu lutkicu svoje iglice zabadati
Baš mi je žao dušo, na mene ni malo ne liči
Stojim kraj prozora gde je svetlo jako
Ah ne daju oni da te ubije žena
Ne u kuli od pesama

Možeš reći da sam ogorčen postao ali jedno je sigurno
Bogati imaju svoje kanale u spavaćim sobama sirotinje
A strašni sud dolazi, mada možda grešim
Znaš, čovek čuje svakakve glasove
U ovoj Kuli od pesme

Vidim te kako stojiš na drugoj strani
Ne znam kako je reka postala tako široka
Dušo, voleo sam te, nekada
A sad gore svi mostovi koje možda smo prešli
A tako mi je blisko sve što smo izgubili
Više nikada nećemo morati gubiti

Sada se od tebe opraštam, ne znam kad ću se vratiti
Sutra nas premeštaju u onaj toranj novi
Ali javljaću ti se ja dušo, još dugo nakon što me ne bude
Govoriću ti reči slatke
Sa prozora na Kuli od pesme

Da, mojih drugova više nema a kosa mi je seda
Ostala je bol na mestima gde sam se igrao nekada
I lud sam za ljubavlju ali to ne vodi nikuda
Samo stanarinu plaćam svakog dana
Oh u ovoj kuli od pesama

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