Поэзия - это такая штука...

[just_tom]

Давеча я вспоминал группу "Genesis" и, помимо прочего, запостил клип с их песней "Mama". Признаюсь, я никогда не вслушивался смысл текста, там явно разворачивалась какая-то трагедия, но мне просто нравилось смачное звучание прогрессивного рока, припопсованное Филом Коллинзом. А слова там такие:

I can't see you mama
But I can hardly wait
Ooh to touch and to feel you mama
Oh I just can't keep away
In the heat and the steam of the city
Oh its got me running and I just can't brake
So say you'll help me mama
Cos its getting so hard

Now I can't keep you mama
But I know you're always there
You listen, you teach me mama
And I know inside you care
So get down, down here beside me
Oh you ain't going nowhere
No I won't hurt you mama
But its getting so hard

Can't you see me here mama
Mama mama mama please
Can't you feel my heart
Can't you feel my heart
Can't you feel my heart oh
Now listen to me mama
Mama mama
You're taking away my last chance
Don't take it away
Can't you feel my heart?

И так далее.

По словам Коллинза, их менеджер, впервые услышав эту песню, решил, что она из разряда pro-life:

Our manager, when he first heard it, thought it was about abortion, the kind of feeling of the, you know, the fetus, if you like, saying to the Mother 'Please give me a chance, can't you feel my heart, don't take away my last chance', all those lyrics are in the song but in fact what it is just about...

...a young teenager that's got a mother fixation with a prostitute that he's just happened to have met in passing and he has such a strong feeling for her and doesn't understand why she isn't interested in him.

В общем, всех с наступающей субботой!

Источник.

Comments

[malpa.livejournal.com]

А что, смешно. Наводит на мысль, что мы все, думая, что мы ужас какие умные и взрослые - таки просто дураки.

[just-tom.livejournal.com]

Кстати, в другом клипе из того поста ("Home by the Sea") слова тоже знатные, правда, гораздо более понятные: грабитель залезает в дом у моря и оказывается, что он населён духами. Они этому делу радуются, потому что им тоскливо жить вечно заточёнными в этом доме. Грабитель хочет убежать, но духи его не отпускают и говорят, что он теперь будет слушать их истории до конца своих дней.

Проблема "Джeнесиса" в том, что у них настолько вкусная самодостаточная музыка, что часто не обращаешь внимания на текст.



Creeping up the blind side, shinning up the wall
stealing thru the dark of night
Climbing thru a window, stepping to the floor
checking to the left and the right
Picking up the pieces, putting them away
something doesn't feel quite right

Help me someone, let me out of here
then out of the dark was suddenly heard
welcome to the Home by the Sea

Coming out the woodwork, thru the open door
pushing from above and below
shadows but no substance, in the shape of men
round and down and sideways they go
adrift without direction, eyes that hold despair
then as one they sign and they moan

Help us someone, let us out of here
living here so long undisturbed
dreaming of the time we were free
so many years ago
before the time when we first heard
welcome to the Home by the Sea

Sit down Sit down
as we relive our lives in what we tell you

Images of sorrow, pictures of delight
things that go to make up a life
endless days of summer longer nights of gloom
waiting for the morning light
scenes of unimportance, photos in a frame
things that go to make up a life

Help us someone, let us out of here
cos living here so long undisturbed
dreaming of the time we were free
so many years ago
before the time when we first heard
welcome to the Home by the Sea

Sit down Sit down
as we relive out lives in what we tell you
let us relive out lives in what we tell you

Sit down Sit down
cos you won't get away
no with us you will stay
for the rest of your days - Sit down
As we relive our lives in what we tell you
Let us relive our lives in what we tell you