Suzanne Vega - Retrospective: The Best Of... [compilation] (2003) by Suzanne Vega (보컬) on maniadb.com

My name is Luka
제 이름은 루카예요
I live on the second floor
2층에 살지요
I live upstairs from you
당신 집 바로 위층이요
Yes I think you've seen me before
그래요, 전에 한번 본 적 있어요
If you hear something late at night
밤 늦게 말썽이 생긴것 같거나
Some kind of trouble. some kind of fight
누군가 싸우는 소리가 들려도
Just don't ask me what it was
무슨 일이 있었는지는 묻지 말아주세요
Just don't ask me what it was
별 일 아니니까
Just don't ask me what it was
아무것도 묻지 말아주세요
I think it's because I'm clumsy
제가 잘못한 일이거든요
I try not to talk too loud
조용히 말해야 하는데
Maybe it's because I'm crazy
아마 제가 좀 어리석었나봐요
I try not to act too proud
주눅든 표정을 지어야 하는데
They only hit until you cry
아래층에서 소리지르면 더이상 안때려요
And after that you don't ask why
무슨 일이었는진 묻지 마세요
You just don't argue anymore
더이상 설득하려고 하지마세요
You just don't argue anymore
제가 잘못한 거니까
You just don't argue anymore
아무것도 못들은척 해주세요
Yes I think I'm okay
네, 전 괜찮아요
I walked into the door again
다시 들어가봐야 해요
Well, if you ask that's what I'll say
만약 다음에 또 물어오시면
And it's not your business anyway
당신이 참견할일이 아니라고 말할 거예요
I guess I'd like to be alone
이제 혼자 있고 싶어요
With nothing broken, nothing thrown
부러지지도 않았고 삔곳도 없어요
Just don't ask me how I am ...
더이상 괜찮은지는 묻지 마세요

I am siting in the morning at the diner on the corner
아침에 난 길모퉁이에 있는 식당에 앉아 있어
I am waiting at the counter for the man to pour the coffee
카운터에서 커피를 따라주길 기다리고 있지
And he fill it only halfway and before I even argue
점원이 잔을 반만 채우길래 뭐라 따지려고 했더니
he is looking out the window at somebody coming in
그는 창 밖에 누가 오는 걸 쳐다보는 거야

'It is always nice to see you' say the man behind the counter
'널 보면 늘 행복해' 카운터 뒤에 남자가
to the woman who has come in
가게로 들어오는 여자에게 말하지
She is shaking her umbrella
그녀는 우산을 털고 있어

And I look the other way as they are kissing their hellos
그들이 키스하고 인사하는 동안 난 고개를 돌렸어
I`m pretending not to see them, instead I pour the milk
그들을 보지 않는 척 하며, 우유를 잔에 따랐지

I open up the paper
신문을 펼치니
There`s a story of a actor who has died while he was drinking
술취해 죽은 배우 얘기가 하나 있네
It was no one I had heard of
한번도 들어본 적이 없는 남자야

And I`m turning to the horoscope and looking for the funnies
오늘의 운세나 보고 재밌는게 없나 찾고 있는데
When I`m feeling someone watching me and so I raise my head
누가 날 쳐다보는 기분이 들어 고개를 들었어

There`s a woman on the outside looking inside
창밖에 어떤 여자가 안을 들여다 보고 있잖아
Does she see me?
날 보고 있는건가?
No she does not really see me cause she sees her own reflection
아냐, 사실 날 보는 게 아니라 유리에 비친 자기를 보고 있는거야

And I`m trying not to notice that she`s hitching up her skirt
그녀가 치마를 추켜 올리는 걸 못 본채 하고있어
And while she`s strainghtening her stockings
그녀가 스타킹을 올리고 있는 동안
her hair is getting wet
그녀의 머리칼은 점점 젖고 있지

Oh, this rain it will continue through the morning
아, 이 비는 아침 내내 계속 올거야
As I`m listening to the bells of the cathedral
성당의 종소리를 들으니
I`m thinking of your voice and of the midnight picnic
니 목소리가 생각나 그리고 이 비가 시작되기 전,
once upon a time before the rain began
그 옛날 한밤중의 소풍도

I finish up my coffee
커피를 다 마셨어
It`s time to catch the train
이제 기차를 타러 가야지

Even if I am in love with you
All this to say, what's it to you?
Observe the blood, the rose tattoo
of the fingerprints on me from you
Other evidence has shown
that you and I are still alone
We skirt around the danger zone
and don't talk about it later
Marlene watches from the wall
her mocking smile says it all
as she records the rise and fall
of every soldier passing
But the only soldier now is me
I'm fighting things I cannot see
I think it's called my destiny
that I am changing
Marlene on the wall

I walk to your house in the afternoon
by the butcher shop with the sawdust strewn
"Don't give away the goods too soon"
Is what she might have told me
And I tried so hard to resist
when you held me in your handsome fist
and reminded me of the night we kissed
and of why I should be leaving
Marlene watches from the wall
her mocking smile says it all
as she records the rise and fall
of every man who's been here
But the only one here now is me
I'm fighting things I cannot see
I think it's called my destiny
that I am changing
Marlene on the wall

It wont do to dream of caramel
to think of cinnamon and long for you.

It wont do to stir a deep desire,
to fan a hidden fire that can never burn true

I know your name, I know your skin,
I know the way these things begin
But I dont know
how I would live with myself,
what Id forgive of myself if you dont go

So goodbye, sweet appetite,
no single bite could satisfy

I know your name, I know your skin,
I know the way these things begin

But I dont know
what I would give of myself,
how I would live with myself if you dont go

It wont do to dream of caramel
to think of cinnamon and long for you

Oh Mum the dreams are not so bad
It's just that there's
so much to do
And I'm tired of sleepin
Oh Mum the old man is
telling me something
His eyes are wide and
his mouth is thin and I
just can't hear what he's saying
Oh Mum
I wonder when I'll be wakened
It's just that there's
so much to do
And I'm tired of sleeping
Oh Mum
I wonder when I'll be wakened
It's just that there's
so much to do
And I'm tired of sleeping
Oh Mum
the kids are playing in pennies
They're up to their knees in money
And the dirt of the churchyard steps
Oh Mum
that man he ripped out his lining
Tore out a piece of his body
To show us his clean courted heart
Oh Mum
I wonder when I'll be wakened
It's just that there's
so much to do
And I'm tired of sleeping
Oh Mum
I wonder when I'll be wakened
It's just that there's
so much to do
And I'm tired of sleeping

Oh Mum
the bird on the string is hanging
Bones are twisting and dancing
She's fighting for her small life
Oh Mum
I wonder when I'll be wakened
It's just that there's
so much to do
And I'm tired of sleeping
Oh Mum
I wonder when I'll be wakened
It's just that there's
so much to do
And I'm tired of sleeping
Oh Mum
I wonder when I'll be wakened
It's just that there's
so much to do
And I'm tired of sleeping

Today I am
A small blue thing
Like a marble
Or an eye
With my knees against my mouth
I am perfectly round
I am watching you
I am cold against your skin
You are perfectly reflected
I am lost inside your pocket
I am lost against
Your fingers
I am falling down the stairs
I am skipping on the sidewalk
I am thrown against the sky
I am raining down in pieces
I am scattering like light
Scattering like light
Scattering like light
Today I am
A small blue thing
Made of china
Made of glass
I am cool and smooth and curious
I never blink
I am turning in your hand
Turning in your hand
Small blue thing

I'd like to help you doctor
Yes I really really would
But the din in my head
It's too much and it's no good
I'm standing in a windy tunnel
Shouting through the roar
And I'd like to give the information
You're asking for

But blood makes noise
It's a ringing in my ear
Blood makes noise
And I can't really hear you
In the thickening of fear

I think that you might want to know
The details and the facts
But there's something in my blood
Denies the memory of the acts
So just forget it Doc
I think it's really
Cool that you're concerned
But we'll have to try again
After the silence has returned

Cause blood makes noise
It's a ringing in my ear
Blood makes noise
And I can't really hear you
In the thickening of fear

Blood makes noise

If you want me
You can find me
Left of center
Off of the strip
In the outskirts
In the fringes
In the corner
Out of the grip
If you want me
You can find me
Left of center
Off of the strip
In the outskirts
In the fringes
In the corner
Out of the grip
When they ask me
What are you looking at
I always answer
Nothing much not much
I think they know that
I'm looking at them
I think they think I must be
out of touch
But I'm only In the outskirts
And in the fringes
On the edge
And off the avenue
And if you want me
You can find me
Left of center
Wondering about you
I think that somehow
Somewhere inside of us
We must be similar
If not the same
So I continue
To be wanting you
Left of center
Against the grain
If you want me
You can find me
Left of center
Off of the strip
In the outskirts
In the fringes
In the corner
Out of the grip

When they ask me
What are you looking at
I always answer
Nothing much not
much I think they know that
I'm looking at them
I think they think I must
be out of touch
But I'm only In the outskirts
And in the fringes
On the edge
And off the avenue
And if you want me
You can find me
Left of center
Wondering about you

If you want me
You can find me
Left of center
Wondering about you
If you want me
You can find me
Left of center
Wondering about you

Wondering about you
Wondering about you

If you want me
You can find me
Left of center
Wondering about you
If you want me
You can find me
Left of center
Wondering about you
Wondering about you
Wondering about you

(I`ll Never Be) Your Maggie May

no capo
December 2000

1. i'll never be your Maggie May
the one you loved and left behind
the face you see in light of day
and then you cast away
that isn't me in that bed you'll find

2. I'd rather take myself away
be like those ladies in Japan
rather paint myself a face
conjure up some grace
or be the eyes behind a fan

And so you go
no girl could say no
to you

3. there's the way we may appear
but that will change from day to night
would you ever see within?
underneath the skin?
could I believe you had that sight?

4. instrumental

And so you go
no girl could say no
to you

5. I'll never be your Maggie May
the one you loved and then forgot
I'll love you first and let you go
because it must be so
and you'll forgive or you will not

6. and so a woman leaves a man
and so a world turns on it's end
so I'll see your face in dreams
where nothing's what it seems
you still appear some kind of friend

And so you go
no girl could say no
to you

..

In Liverpool
On Sunday
No traffic
On the avenue
The light is pale and thin
Like you
No sound, down
In this part of town
Except for the boy in the belfry
He's crazy, he's throwing himself
Down from the top of the tower
Like a hunchback in heaven
He's ringing the bells in the church
For the last half an hour
He sounds like he's missing something
Or someone that he knows he can't
Have now and if he isn't
I certainly am

Homesick for a clock
That told the same time
sometimes you made no sense to me
if you lie on the ground
in somebody's arms
you'll probably swallow some of their history

And the boy in the belfry
He's crazy, he's throwing himself
Down from the top of the tower
Like a hunchback in heaven
He's ringing the bells in the church
For the last half an hour
He sounds like he's missing something
Or someone that he knows he can't
Have now and if he isn't
I certainly am

I'll be the girl who sings for my supper
You'll be the monk whose forehead is high
He'll be the man who's already working
Spreading a memory all through the sky

In Liverpool
On Sunday
No reason to even remember you now

Except for the boy in the belfry
He's crazy, he's throwing himself
Down from the top of the tower
Like a hunchback in heaven
He's ringing the bells in the church
For the last half an hour
He sounds like he's missing something
Or someone that he knows he can't
Have now and if he isn't
I certainly am

In Liverpool
In Liverpool

You come from far away
With pictures in your eyes
Of coffeeshops and morning streets
In the blue and silent sunrise
But night is the cathedral
Where we recognized the sign
We strangers know each other now
As part of the whole design

Oh, hold me like a baby
That will not fall asleep
Curl me up inside you
And let me hear you through the heat

You are the jester of this courtyard
With a smile like a girl's
Distracted by the women
With the dimples and the curls
By the pretty and the mischievous
By the timid and the blessed
By the blowing skirts of ladies
Who promise to gather you to their breast

Oh, hold me like a baby
That will not fall asleep
Curl me up inside you
And let me hear you through the heat

You have hands of raining water
And that earring in your ear
The wisdom on your face
Denies the number of your years
With the fingers of the potter
And the laughing tale of the fool
The arranger of disorder
With your strange and simple rules
Yes now I've met me another spinner
Of strange and gauzy threads
With a long and slender body
And a bump upon the head

Oh, hold me like a baby
That will not fall asleep
Curl me up inside you
And let me hear you through the heat

With a long and slender body
And the sweetest softest hands
And we'll blow away forever soon
And go on to different lands
And please do not ever look for me
But with me you will stay
And you will hear yourself in song
Blowing by one day

Oh, hold me like a baby
That will not fall asleep
Curl me up inside you
And let me hear you through the heat

Book Of Dreams


In my book of dreams
In my book of dreams
In my book of dreams

I took your urgent whisper
Stole the arc of a white wing
Rode like foam on the river of pity
Turned its tide to strength
Healed the hole that ripped in living

In my book of dreams
In my book of dreams
In my book of dreams

The spine is bound to last a life
Tough enough to take the pounding
Pages made of days of open hand

In my book of dreams
In my book of dreams
In my book of dreams

Number every page in silver
Underline in magic marker
Take the name of every prisoner
Yours is there my word of honor

I took your urgent whisper
Stole the arc of a white wing
Rode like foam on the river of pity
Healed the hole that ripped in living

In my book of dreams
In my book of dreams
In my book of dreams

No Cheap Thrill (Music & Lyrics by Suzanne Vega)


Ante up. And don’t be shy.
Who is that man who is catching my eye?
What’s unde
eath all of the deadpan face?
Sitting so pretty with a criminal grace?

Lamebrain Pete wants to Spit in the Sea.
He’s got a cool hand but it isn’t for me.
Butcher Boy thinks he’ll be splitting the pot.
But I’ve seen what he’s got and it isn’t a lot.

(When deuces are wild you can follow the queen.
I’d go too except I know where she’s been.)

I’ll see you, I’ll call you, I’ll raise you
But it’s no cheap thrill
It will cost you, cost you, cost you
Anything you have to pay.

I limit the straddles, and you shuffle and deal.
When will the dealer reveal how he feels?
Is the lucky beginner just a five-card stud?
Is this winning streak going to be nipped in the bud?

I’ll see you, I’ll call you, I’ll raise you
But it’s no cheap thrill
It will cost you, cost you, cost you
Anything you have to pay.

I’ll match you, I’ll bet you, I’ll play you,
But it’s no cheap thrill
It will cost you, cost you, cost you
Anything you have to pay........

My name is Calypso
And I have lived alone
I live on an island
And I waken to the dawn
A long time ago
I watched him struggle with the sea
I knew that he was drowning
And I brought him into me
Now today
Come morning light
He sails away
After one last night
I let him go.

My name is Calypso
My garden overflows
Thick and wild and hidden
Is the sweetness there that grows
My hair it blows long
As I sing into the wind
My name is Calypso
And I have lived alone
I live on an island
I tell of nights
Where I could taste the salt on his skin

Salt of the waves
And of tears
And though he,pulled away
I kept him here for years
I let him go

My name is Calypso
I have let him go
In the dawn he sails away
To be gone forever more
And the waves will take him in again
But he'll know their ways now
I will stand upon the shore
With a clean heart

And my song in the wind
The sand will sting my feet
And the sky will burn
It's a lonely time ahead
I do not ask him to return
I let him go
I let him go

It would be as flat as the world before Columbus
That's the day that I lose half my sight
If your life were taken from me
All the trees would freeze in this cold ground
It would be as cruel as the world before Columbus
Sail to the edge and I'd be there looking down
Those men who lust for land
And for riches strange and new
Who love those trinkets of desire
Oh they never will have you
And they'll never know the gold
Or the copper in your hair
How could they weigh the worth
Of you so rare
If your love were taken from me
Every light that's bright would soon go dim
It would be as dark as the world before Columbus
Down the waterfall and I'd swim over the brim
Those men who lust for land
And for riches strange and new
Who love those trinkets of desire
Oh they will never have you
And they'll never know the gold
Or the copper in your hair
How could they weigh the worth
Of you so rare

Solitude stands by the window
She turns her head as
I walk in the room
I can see by her eyes
she's been waiting
Standing in the slant
of the late afternoon
And she turns to me
with her hand extended
Her palm is split
with a flower a flame

Solitude stands in the doorway
And I'm struck once again
by her black silhouette
By her long cool
stare and her silence
I suddenly remember
each time we've met
And she turns to me
with her hand extended
Her palm is split
with a flower with a flame

And she says
I've come to set a
twisted thing straight
And she says
I've come to lighten
this dark heart
And she takes my
wrist I feel her imprint of fear
And I say I've never thought of
finding you here
and I turn to the crowd
as they're watching
They're sitting all together
in the dark in the warm
I wanted to be in there among them
I see how their eyes are
gathered into one
And then she turns to me
with her hand extended
Her palm is split
with a flower with a flame

And she says I've come to set a
twisted thing straight
And she says
I've come to lighten this dark heart
And she takes my
wrist I feel her imprint of fear
And I say I've never thought of
finding you here
Solitude stands in the doorway
And I'm struck once again
by her black silhouette
By her long cool
stare and her silence
I suddenly remember
each time we've met
And she turns to me
with her hand extended
Her palm is split
with a flower with a flame

Once I stood alone so proud
held myself above the crowd
now i am low on the ground
From here i look around to see
what avenues belong to me
I can't tell what ive found
Now what would You have me do
i ask you please
I wait to hear

The mother, and the matador
the mystic, all were here before
like me, to stare You down
You appear without a face,
disappear, but leave your trace
i feel your unseen frown
Now what would you have me do
I ask you please
i wait to hear
your voice
the word
you say
i wait to see your sign
would i
obey

I look for you in heathered moor
the desert, and the ocean floor
how low does one heart go
looking for your fingerprints
i find them in coincidence
and make my faith to grow
Forgive me all my blindnesses
my weakness and unkindnesses
as yet unbending still
struggling so hard to see
my fist against eternity
and will you break my will
Now what would you have me do
i ask you please
i wait to hear
your voice
the word
you say
i wait
to see your sign
could i
obey
Now what would You have me do
i ask you please
I wait to hear

Do you remember how you walked with me
down the street into the square?
How the women selling rosemary
pressed the branches to your chest
promised luck and all the rest
and put their fingers in your hair?

I had met you just the day before
like an accident of fate
in the window there behind your door
How I wanted to break in
to that room beneath your skin
but all that would have to wait

In the Carmen of the Martyrs
with the statues in the courtyard
whose heads and hands were taken
in the burden of the sun
I had come to meet you
with a question in my footsteps
I was going up the hillside
and the journey just begun

My sister says she never dreams at night
there are days when I know why
those possibilities within her sight
with no way of coming true
Some things just don't get through
into this world , although they try

In the Carmen of the Martyrs
with the statues in the courtyard
whose heads and hands were taken
in the burden of the sun
I had come to meet you
with a question in my footsteps
I was going up the hillside
and the journey just begun

All I know of you
is in my memory
All I ask is you
Remember me

The soldier came knocking upon the queen's door
He said, "I am not fighting for you any more"
The queen knew she'd seen his face someplace before
And slowly she let him inside.

He said, "I've watched your palace up here on the hill
And I've wondered who's the woman for whom we all kill
But I am leaving tomorrow and you can do what you will
Only first I am asking you why."
Down in the long narrow hall he was led

And she never once took the crown from her head
Into her rooms with her tapestries red
She asked him there to sit down.

He said, "I see you now, and you are so very young
And I've got this intuition, says it's all for your fun
But I've seen more battles lost than I have battles won
And now will you tell me why?"

The young queen, she fixed him with an arrogant eye
She said, "You won't understand, and you may as well not try"
But she closed herself up like a fan.
It cuts me inside, and often I've bled"
But her face was a child's, and he thought she would cry

And she said, "I've swallowed a secret burning thread
He laid his hand then on top of her head

"Tell me how hungry are you? How weak you must feel
And he bowed her down to the ground.
As you are living here alone, and you are never revealed
But I won't march again on your battlefield"
And he took her to the window to see.
And the sun, it was gold, though the sky, it was gray

But she knew how it frightened her, and she turned away
And she wanted more than she ever could say
And he said, "I want to live as an honest man

And would not look at his face again.
To get all I deserve and to give all I can
Your highness, your ways are very strange."
And to love a young woman who I don't understand

But the crown, it had fallen, and she thought she would break
And she stood there, ashamed of the way her heart ached
She took him to the doorstep and she asked him to wait
She would only be a moment inside.

Out in the distance her order was heard
And while the queen went on strangeling in the solitude she preferred
And the soldier was killed, still waiting for her word
The battle continued on

Woman On The Tier (I'll See You Through)


Too hot. No air.
Loud fan and a big tin can.
Wait here. Steer clear.
They've gone to get your man.

0 AM.
Through gate 3 with picture ID.
This old billfold
Experiences security.

I hear the click. These men are hard.
I'll see your face through bar and guard.
You're new to me. I'm new to you.
I see your fate. I'll see you
You through.

Ice within.
And it's all cement in the government.
Approved? Then move
To the plywood booth where the prisoner's sent.

You read in red
The letters on the door and you know what they're for.
You feel unreal.
And the rattling chain's coming over the floor.

I hear the clock. These walls are green.
I see your face through tin and screen.
You're new to me. I'm new to you.
I see your fate. I'll see you
You through.

Too hot. No air.
Loud fan and a big tin can.
Wait here. Steer clear.
They've gone to get your man....

We go to the playground
In the wintertime
The sun is fading fast
Upon the slides into the past
Upon the swings of indecision
In the wintertime

If you were in my movie Small black bag I'd have you as the doctor And a big black coat I'd have you make a house call You could lay your To the woman Diagnostic hand Upon her belly and her throat You could be the detective If you were in my movie With a question on your lip You could sit behind the desk Examine her for motive Investigate the scene In the ever present danger Keep the holster at your hip If you were in my movie If you were in my movie If you were in my movie If you were in my movie You could be the priest Long black frock You could come to the confession White collar at the neck Keep her body in check You could save her from her passion You could give a girl a thrill If you were in my movie If you were in my movie If you were in my movie If you were in my movie Double-breasted pinstriped You could be the gangster Go running down the alley Man with the cigarette With a double-crossing blond Explaining to the jury That you hadn't done anything yet If you were in my movie...

1. the virgin mary on a chain
has hit me in the mouth again
as we explore the carnal score
of sacred and profane

2. sulky boy won't drink his milk
mothers breast beneath the silk
remains untouched it's way too much
reject all of that ilk

ch;
i have to say it makes me wonder
if you are holding me
to the same blue flame that you are under
i feel you scolding me

3. your virgin mary's in the way
hallucinate her face by day
obscure the view in front of you
it's me here made of clay

4. you're playing near that line so thin,
austerity? or just give in
to endless appetite,
embrace that white oblivion?

ch;
and why so high the expectation?
who could live up to this?
well, there's no time now for explanation
cold as an angel's kiss

i have to say it makes me wonder
if you were holding me
to that cold blue flame that you are under
when you were holding me

The sign said ""Headshots""
And that was all,
A picture of a boy
And a number you could call,
Two eyes in the shade
A mouth so sad and small,
It's strange the way a shadow
Can fall across the wall,
And make the difference
In what you see
Ah...
He's just a poster, but
He's everywhere,
A face under a street lamp
Ripped and hanging in the air,
Turn the corner
And he's still there,
Watching all the people
Who are passing unaware,
Is there a judgement
In what he sees?
Ah...
On a day
As cold
And gray
As today...
The sign says ""Headshots""
It's all I see,
A boy becomes a picture
Of guilt and sympathy,
And so I think of you
In memory
Of the days we were together,
And I knew that you loved me
That was the difference
In what we see,
But that's history...
Ah...

I came out of the darkness A small white wooden horse I'd been holding inside Holding one thing If you could tell them this And when I'm dead What was wood became alive That what was wood became alive In the night the walls disappeared In the day they returned "I want to be a rider like my father" Were the only words I could say And when I'm dead If you could tell them this What was wood became alive That what was wood became alive Alive A moving piece of sun And I fell under Freedom Holding one thing I know I have a power I am afraid I may be killed I came out of the darkness But when I'm dead What was wood became alive If you could tell them this That what was wood became alive Alive

Men in a war
If they've lost a limb
Still feel that limb
As they did before


He lay on a cot
He was drenched in a sweat
He was mute and staring
But feeling the thing
He had not


I know how it is
When something is gone
A piece of your eyesight
Or maybe your vision


A corner of sense
Goes blank on the screen
A piece of the scan
Gets filled in by hand


You know that it was
And now it is not
So you just make do with
Whatever you've got


Men in a war
If they've lost a limb
Still feel that limb
As they did before


If your nerve is cut
If you're kept on the stretch
You don't feel your will
You can't find your gut


And she lay on her back
She made sure she was hid
She was mute and staring
Not feeling the thing
That she did


I know how it is
When something is gone
A piece of your eyesight
Or maybe your vision

It's a one time thing
It just happens
A lot
Walk with me
What we have got
And we will see
Ah...My footsteps are ticking
Like water dripping from a tree
Walking a hairline
And stepping very carefully
Hearing muffled
Soon it will hit the Deep Freeze
Ah...My

Lolita
Almost grown
Lolita
Go on home

Hey girl
Don't be a dog all your life
Don't beg for
Some little crumb of affection

Don't try
To be somebody's wife
So young
You need a word of protection

Lolita
Almost grown
Lolita
Go on home

Hey girl
I've been where you are standing
Leaning in the doorway
In your mother's black dress

So hungry
For the one understanding
Looking for a token of
Blood or tenderness

Lolita
Almost grown
Lolita
Go on home

Lolita

I stand in a wide flat land
No shadow or shade of a doubt
Whore the megaphone man
Met the girl with her hand that's
Covering most of her mouth

Fall in love with a bright idea
Fat man and dancing girl
And most of the show is concealed from view
And the way a world is revealed to you
I don't want to hear it

Monkey in the middle
Keeps singing that tune

Get rid of it soon
MC on the stage tonight
Is a man named Billy Purl
And he knows the worth of beautiful girl
He's The International Fun Boy

Stand on the tightrope
Never dreamed I would fall

Monkey in the middle
It's making me nervous
Keeps doing that trick
Get rid of it quick
I stand in a wide flat land

No shadow or shade of a doubt
That's covering most of her mouth
Where the megaphone man
Met the girl with her hand

Does she say it so no one can know?
Does she tell the truth?
Does she hide the lie?
Fat man and the dancing girl
And it's all part of the show

Never dreamed I could fall
Stand on the tightrope

Keeps singing that tune
Monkey in the middle
I don't want to hear it
Get rid of it soon
Monkey in the middle

Keeps doing that trick
It's making me nervous
Get rid of it quick

1.
Black on the red and the red on the black.
It's a tic of a tired mind.
Come and sit down, won't you try your luck.
See if you unwind.

2.
Never use your threes and twos.
Follow superstition.
Otherwise you are going to lose.
Compulsion makes you listen.

Take what's wrong, and make it go right.
Weave it like a prayer.
Wonder if you you'll spend the night?
Playing solitaire?

3.
Do it again, when you find you're all done.
Like an idiot savant.
Shuffle up your luck. You see, you almost won.
Now wrestle down what you want.

4.
Jack on the Queen, and the ten on the Jack.
It's a happy repetition.
You and your fate in a kind of check-mate.
And you are your only competition.

Take what's wrong, and make it go right.
Weave it like a prayer.
Wonder if you you'll spend the night?
Playing solitaire?

Now the time has come to speak
I was not able
And water through a rusted pipe
Could make the sense that I do


Gurgle, mutter
Hiss, stutter
Moan the words like water
Rush and foam and choke


Having waited
This long of a winter
I fear I only
Croak and sigh


Somewhere deep within
Hear the creak
That lets the tale begin


Now the time has come to move
I was not able
Water through a rusted pipe
Could make the moves that I do


Stagger, stumble
Trip, fumble
I fear I only
Slip and slide


Somewhere deep within
Hear the creak
That lets the tale begin


Somewhere deep within
Hear the creak
That lets the tale begin

Excuse me
Turn your attention
If I may
My way
One moment
I won't plead
It isn't much
It's what I need

And what's so small to you
Is so large to me
If it's the last thing I do

You darken my sun
I'll make you see
If you turn from me
You snap that thin thread
I call my horizon
And I'd like to remind you
Of something small
That the rock in this pocket
Could cause your fall
And what's so small to you

If it's the last thing I do
Is so large to me
I'll make you see

So small to you
And so large to me

If its the last thing I do
I'll make you see
But I'll hit my mark
I might be out like a light
Extinguished in the throw
And you'll know
Because I'm really well acquainted
And if you didn't know me then
With the span of your brow
You'll know me now

You'll know me now
And what's so small to you
I'll make you see
Is so large to me
If its the last thing I do

So small to you
And so large to me
I'll make you see
If it's the last thing I do
Make you see
Make you see

one thing I know
this pain will go

step through all that's left to feel
I wait to meet my love made real

don't move don't touch
don't talk so much

strip and find the place to kneel
I wait to meet my love made real

one thing I know
this day will go

don't touch don't talk crawl the wall
she's the ticket to the future don't listen down the hall
you can say your prayer to the head of this bed
when it begins at your knees and goes right to your head

birth-day

strap me down from wrist to heel
I wait to meet my love made real

one thing I know
this day will go

shake all over like an old sick dog
there's a needle here needle there tremble in the fog
it's a tight squeeze vice grip ice and fire
she's a hot little treasure and the wave goes higher

birth-day
birth-day

When heroes go down
They go down fast
So don't expect any time to
Equivocate the past
When heroes go down
They land in flame

Settling of blame
So don't expect any slow and careful

I heard you say
You look out for the feet of clay
Without the chance
That someone will be falling next
For last respects

You feel the disappointment
When heroes go down
Man or woman revealed
On the battlefield

You can't expect any kind of mercy
I heard you say
You look out for the feet of clay
Without the chance for last respects
That someone will be falling next
You feel the disappointment
When heroes go down

Man or woman revealed
Do you show any kind of mercy
On the battlefield?

When heroes go down
When heroes go downWhen heroes go down

Today I am
A small blue thing
Like a marble
Or an eye
With my knees against my mouth
I am perfectly round
I am watching you
I am cold against your skin
You are perfectly reflected
I am lost inside your pocket
I am lost against
Your fingers
I am falling down the stairs
I am skipping on the sidewalk
I am thrown against the sky
I am raining down in pieces
I am scattering like light
Scattering like light
Scattering like light
Today I am
A small blue thing
Made of china
Made of glass
I am cool and smooth and curious
I never blink
I am turning in your hand
Turning in your hand
Small blue thing

I believe right now if I could
I would swallow you whole
I would leave only bones and teeth
We could see what was underneath
And you would be free then
Once I thought only tears could make us free
Like sand against the stone
Salt wearing down to the bone
Against the shoreline
I am friend to the undertow
And now I have you
From the edge of a knife
I take you in, I don't let go
I wanted to learn all the secrets
From the point of a needle
From a diamond
From a bullet in flight
I would be free then
I am friend to the undertow
And now I have you
I take you in, I don't let go
To be that sleek
I wanted to see how it would feel
Made me weak
And instead I find this hunger's
I would swallow you whole
I believe right now if I could
I would leave only bones and teeth
We could see what was underneath
I am friend to the undertow
And you would be free then
I take you in, I don't let go
I take you in, I don't let go
I am friend to the undertow
And now I have you
And now I have you

oooh
if I were a weapon
you said I'd be a gun
lethal at close range i guess
with silencer and stun

but I feel more like a needle
always pulling on the thread
always making the same point again
and wondering if you heard what I just said

if you were a weapon
a hammer's what you'd be
blunt and heavy at the end
and coming down on me

but i've concealed a weapon
in a pocket knife attack
all folded up inside until you see the shine
and then you'll want it back

oooh
if I were a weapon
you said i'd be a gun
lethal at close range I guess
w silencer and stun

well, if I am that weapon
I am pointing now at you
so just put down the hostage and we'll
talk it down until we see this through

I dreamed you were a rich man
and that I had no place to go
I came to you to see if you would take me in
through golden curtains you told me you'd let me know.
well, you drink for ten and you smoke for twenty
and your fickle heart will never be true
but still i feel the wind in from the harbor
thats when i know the longing for you
when i know the old longing for you.
i saw you in my mind's eye
you were laid out on your final day
i stood in line to see that handsome face once more
it had been so dear to me, and i kissed you as you lay
you were so dear, i kissed you as you lay.
now, whenever i do travel
if to portugal, england, or spain
as i do walk by the shipyards and the harbors
i smell the salt, and the bay rum of your ghost again
i know the salt, and the bay rum, you beside me again.

Against the flame I see
The outline of a man against a night
Take back your sympathy
I do not need to drink that bitter stuff
I'd rather break the thread
That bound us close, and say we called a bluff
A casual match
In a very dry field
What could be
The season's yield?
My eyes have gone to coal
It's nothing I would be concerned about
Observe the moment
When the heat of love becomes the chill of doubt
A casual match
In a very dry field
Fire and ash
Is the season's yield
We look for a sign
But it is not revealed
Fire and ash is the
Season's yield

You make a really good girl
As girls go
Still kind of look like a guy
I never thought to wonder why
If I could pull this off

The real situation
Would I know for certain
Behind the curtain

So beautiful
damsel in distress
Not exactly natural
Stunning none the less
What happened to you?

To make you more girl than girls are
Would you ever show or tell
Cause you're so good so far

As girls go
You make a really good girl
As girls go
As girls go
As girls go
As girls go

The dark side of the life
Let's chronicle
Did you ever keep the date
With the steel side of the knife

Which side of the line
Doesn't matter to me
At any given time
You happen to be
You make a really good girl
As girls go

As girls go
As girls go
As girls goAs girls go

I'd like to help you doctor
Yes I really really would
But the din in my head
It's too much and it's no good
I'm standing in a windy tunnel
Shouting through the roar
And I'd like to give the information
You're asking for

But blood makes noise
It's a ringing in my ear
Blood makes noise
And I can't really hear you
In the thickening of fear

I think that you might want to know
The details and the facts
But there's something in my blood
Denies the memory of the acts
So just forget it Doc
I think it's really
Cool that you're concerned
But we'll have to try again
After the silence has returned

Cause blood makes noise
It's a ringing in my ear
Blood makes noise
And I can't really hear you
In the thickening of fear

Blood makes noise

In Liverpool
On Sunday
No traffic
On the avenue
The light is pale and thin
Like you
No sound, down
In this part of town
Except for the boy in the belfry
He's crazy, he's throwing himself
Down from the top of the tower
Like a hunchback in heaven
He's ringing the bells in the church
For the last half an hour
He sounds like he's missing something
Or someone that he knows he can't
Have now and if he isn't
I certainly am

Homesick for a clock
That told the same time
sometimes you made no sense to me
if you lie on the ground
in somebody's arms
you'll probably swallow some of their history

And the boy in the belfry
He's crazy, he's throwing himself
Down from the top of the tower
Like a hunchback in heaven
He's ringing the bells in the church
For the last half an hour
He sounds like he's missing something
Or someone that he knows he can't
Have now and if he isn't
I certainly am

I'll be the girl who sings for my supper
You'll be the monk whose forehead is high
He'll be the man who's already working
Spreading a memory all through the sky

In Liverpool
On Sunday
No reason to even remember you now

Except for the boy in the belfry
He's crazy, he's throwing himself
Down from the top of the tower
Like a hunchback in heaven
He's ringing the bells in the church
For the last half an hour
He sounds like he's missing something
Or someone that he knows he can't
Have now and if he isn't
I certainly am

In Liverpool
In Liverpool

My name is Luka
제 이름은 루카예요
I live on the second floor
2층에 살지요
I live upstairs from you
당신 집 바로 위층이요
Yes I think you've seen me before
그래요, 전에 한번 본 적 있어요
If you hear something late at night
밤 늦게 말썽이 생긴것 같거나
Some kind of trouble. some kind of fight
누군가 싸우는 소리가 들려도
Just don't ask me what it was
무슨 일이 있었는지는 묻지 말아주세요
Just don't ask me what it was
별 일 아니니까
Just don't ask me what it was
아무것도 묻지 말아주세요
I think it's because I'm clumsy
제가 잘못한 일이거든요
I try not to talk too loud
조용히 말해야 하는데
Maybe it's because I'm crazy
아마 제가 좀 어리석었나봐요
I try not to act too proud
주눅든 표정을 지어야 하는데
They only hit until you cry
아래층에서 소리지르면 더이상 안때려요
And after that you don't ask why
무슨 일이었는진 묻지 마세요
You just don't argue anymore
더이상 설득하려고 하지마세요
You just don't argue anymore
제가 잘못한 거니까
You just don't argue anymore
아무것도 못들은척 해주세요
Yes I think I'm okay
네, 전 괜찮아요
I walked into the door again
다시 들어가봐야 해요
Well, if you ask that's what I'll say
만약 다음에 또 물어오시면
And it's not your business anyway
당신이 참견할일이 아니라고 말할 거예요
I guess I'd like to be alone
이제 혼자 있고 싶어요
With nothing broken, nothing thrown
부러지지도 않았고 삔곳도 없어요
Just don't ask me how I am ...
더이상 괜찮은지는 묻지 마세요

Even if I am in love with you
All this to say, what's it to you?
Observe the blood, the rose tattoo
of the fingerprints on me from you
Other evidence has shown
that you and I are still alone
We skirt around the danger zone
and don't talk about it later
Marlene watches from the wall
her mocking smile says it all
as she records the rise and fall
of every soldier passing
But the only soldier now is me
I'm fighting things I cannot see
I think it's called my destiny
that I am changing
Marlene on the wall

I walk to your house in the afternoon
by the butcher shop with the sawdust strewn
"Don't give away the goods too soon"
Is what she might have told me
And I tried so hard to resist
when you held me in your handsome fist
and reminded me of the night we kissed
and of why I should be leaving
Marlene watches from the wall
her mocking smile says it all
as she records the rise and fall
of every man who's been here
But the only one here now is me
I'm fighting things I cannot see
I think it's called my destiny
that I am changing
Marlene on the wall

No Cheap Thrill (Music & Lyrics by Suzanne Vega)


Ante up. And don’t be shy.
Who is that man who is catching my eye?
What’s unde
eath all of the deadpan face?
Sitting so pretty with a criminal grace?

Lamebrain Pete wants to Spit in the Sea.
He’s got a cool hand but it isn’t for me.
Butcher Boy thinks he’ll be splitting the pot.
But I’ve seen what he’s got and it isn’t a lot.

(When deuces are wild you can follow the queen.
I’d go too except I know where she’s been.)

I’ll see you, I’ll call you, I’ll raise you
But it’s no cheap thrill
It will cost you, cost you, cost you
Anything you have to pay.

I limit the straddles, and you shuffle and deal.
When will the dealer reveal how he feels?
Is the lucky beginner just a five-card stud?
Is this winning streak going to be nipped in the bud?

I’ll see you, I’ll call you, I’ll raise you
But it’s no cheap thrill
It will cost you, cost you, cost you
Anything you have to pay.

I’ll match you, I’ll bet you, I’ll play you,
But it’s no cheap thrill
It will cost you, cost you, cost you
Anything you have to pay........

to moonn6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte)





Tom's Diner

I am sitting in the morning
At the diner on the corner
I am waiting at the counter
For the man to pour the coffee

(아침에 길모퉁이에 있는 식당에 앉아 있어
식당 주인이 커피를 따라 주기를 기다리며
카운터에 있었지.)

And he fills it only halfway
And before I even argue
He is looking out the window
At somebody coming in

(그가 커피를 반 잔밖에 따르지 않아서 따지려고 했지만^^*
그는 누군가가 들어 오는 것을 보고
그 쪽을 바라봤어.)

Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee
Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee
Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee
Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee

"It is always nice to see you"
Says the man behind the counter
To the woman who has come in
She is shaking her umbrella

("당신만 보면 기분이 좋아요"
방금 들어온 그 여인에게
카운터에서 그가 말했지.
그녀는 우산을 털고 있었어.)

And I look the other way
As they are kissing their hellos
I'm pretending not to see them
Instead, I pour the milk

(그들이 서로에게 가벼운 키스로
인사를 나누고 있을 때 난 다른 쪽을 보고 있었어.
그 대신 우유를 부으면서
그들을 안 보고 있는 척 했어.)

Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee
Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee
Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee
Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee

I open up the paper
There's a story of an actor
Who had died while he was drinking
It was no one I had heard of

(신문을 폈어.술 먹다가 죽은 배우에 관한 기사가 있었지.
한 번도 못 들어본 배우였어.)

And I'm turning to the horoscope
And looking for the funnies
When I'm feeling someone watching me
And so I raise my head

(오늘의 운세를 보고 나서 재미있는 게 있을까 해서 뒤적거렸어.
그 때 누군가 날 보고 있는 것 같아 고개를 들었어.)

Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee
Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee
Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee
Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee

Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee
Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee
Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee
Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee

There's a woman on the outside
Looking inside, does she see me?
No she does not really see me
'Cause she sees her own reflection

(밖에서 어떤 여인이 안을 들여다 보고 있었어.
날 보고 있는 걸까? 아냐, 실제로는 날 보는 게 아니었어.
창에 비친 그녀의 모습을 보는 거였지.)

And I'm trying not to notice
That she's hitching up her skirt
And while she's straightening her stockings
Her hair is getting wet

(그녀가 치마를 치켜 올리는 걸 안 보는 척 했지.
그녀가 스타킹을 반듯이 하는동안 그녀의 머리는 젖고 있었어.)

Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee
Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee
Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee
Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee

Oh, this rain, it will continue
Through the morning as I'm listening
To the bells of the cathedral
I am thinking of your voice
(성당의 종소리가 들리는 이 오전 내내 비가 계속 될거야. )


And of the midnight picnic
Once upon a time before the rain began
I finish up my coffee
It's time to catch the train

(난 당신 목소리를 떠올려.
그리고, 비가 내리기 전에 했었던
그 예전 한 때의 야간 피크닉을 생각해.
커피를 다 마셨어.
이제 기차를 탈 시간이군...)

When heroes go down
They go down fast
So don't expect any time to
Equivocate the past
When heroes go down
They land in flame

Settling of blame
So don't expect any slow and careful

I heard you say
You look out for the feet of clay
Without the chance
That someone will be falling next
For last respects

You feel the disappointment
When heroes go down
Man or woman revealed
On the battlefield

You can't expect any kind of mercy
I heard you say
You look out for the feet of clay
Without the chance for last respects
That someone will be falling next
You feel the disappointment
When heroes go down

Man or woman revealed
Do you show any kind of mercy
On the battlefield?

When heroes go down
When heroes go downWhen heroes go down

Oh Mum the dreams are not so bad
It's just that there's
so much to do
And I'm tired of sleepin
Oh Mum the old man is
telling me something
His eyes are wide and
his mouth is thin and I
just can't hear what he's saying
Oh Mum
I wonder when I'll be wakened
It's just that there's
so much to do
And I'm tired of sleeping
Oh Mum
I wonder when I'll be wakened
It's just that there's
so much to do
And I'm tired of sleeping
Oh Mum
the kids are playing in pennies
They're up to their knees in money
And the dirt of the churchyard steps
Oh Mum
that man he ripped out his lining
Tore out a piece of his body
To show us his clean courted heart
Oh Mum
I wonder when I'll be wakened
It's just that there's
so much to do
And I'm tired of sleeping
Oh Mum
I wonder when I'll be wakened
It's just that there's
so much to do
And I'm tired of sleeping

Oh Mum
the bird on the string is hanging
Bones are twisting and dancing
She's fighting for her small life
Oh Mum
I wonder when I'll be wakened
It's just that there's
so much to do
And I'm tired of sleeping
Oh Mum
I wonder when I'll be wakened
It's just that there's
so much to do
And I'm tired of sleeping
Oh Mum
I wonder when I'll be wakened
It's just that there's
so much to do
And I'm tired of sleeping

Last year's troubles are so old fashioned
the robber on the highway the pirate on the seas
maybe it's the clothing that's so entertaining
the earrings and swashbuckling blouses that please

here we have heroes of times that have passed now
but nobody these days has that kind of chin
over there the petticoats of ladies of virtue
you can hardly tell them from the petticoats of sin

last year's troubles

look at all the waifs of Dickensian England
why is it their suffering is more picturesque?
must be cause their rags are so very Victorian
the ones here at home just don't give it their best

last years troubles they shine up so pretty
they gleam with a luster they don't have today
here it's just dirty and violent and troubling
etc.

last year's troubles

but trouble is still trouble and evil still evil
sometimes we wonder; is there more now, or less?
if we had a tool or could tally the handfuls
measure for measure it's the same would be my guess