Grateful Dead — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Stuck Inside Of Mobile With The Memphis Blues Again
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Paroles
Oh, the ragman draws circles
Up and down the block.
I’d ask him what the matter was
But I know that he don’t talk.
And the ladies treat me kindly
And furnish me with tape,
But deep inside his heart
I know he can’t escape.
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again.
Well, Shakespeare, he’s in the alley
With his pointed shoes and his bells,
Speaking to some French girl,
Who says she knows me well.
And I would send a message
To find out if she’s talked,
But the post office has been stolen
And the mailbox is locked.
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again.
Mona tried to tell me To stay away from the train line.
She said that all the railroad men
Just drink up your blood like wine.
An' I said, «Oh, I didn’t know that,
But then again, there’s only one I’ve met
An' he just smoked my eyelids
An' punched my cigarette.»
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again.
Grandpa died last week
And now he’s buried in the rocks,
But everybody still talks about
How badly they were shocked.
But me, I expected it to happen,
I knew he’d lost control
When he built a fire on Main Street
And shot it full of holes.
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again.
Now the senator came down here
Showing ev’ryone his gun,
Handing out free tickets
To the wedding of his son.
An' me, I nearly got busted
An' wouldn’t it be my luck
To get caught without a ticket
And be discovered beneath a truck.
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again.
Now the preacher looked so baffled
When I asked him why he dressed
With twenty pounds of headlines
Stapled to his chest.
But he cursed me when I proved it to him,
Then I whispered, «Not even you can hide.
You see, you’re just like me,
I hope you’re satisfied.»
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again.
Now the rainman gave me two cures,
Then he said, «Jump right in.»
The one was Texas medicine,
And the other was just railroad gin.
Like a fool I mixed them
An' it strangled up my mind,
An' now people just get uglier
An' I have no sense of time.
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again.
When Ruthie says come see her
In her honky-tonk lagoon,
Where he can watch her waltz for free
'Neath her Panamanian moon.
An' I say, «Aw come on now,
You must know about my debutante.»
An' she says, «Your debutante just knows what you need
But I know what you really want.»
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again.
Now the bricks lay on Grand Street
Where the neon madmen climb.
They all fall there so perfectly,
It all seems so well timed.
An' here I sit so patiently
Waiting to find out what price
You have to pay to get out of Going through all these things twice.
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again.
Traduction des paroles
Vous voyez, vous êtes tout comme moi,
J'espère que vous êtes satisfait.»
Oh, Maman, est-ce vraiment la fin,
À être coincé à L'intérieur de Mobile
Avec les blues de Memphis à nouveau.
Maintenant le rainman m'a donné deux remèdes,
Puis il a dit, " Sauter droit dans.»
Celle du Texas medicine,
Et l'autre était juste du gin de chemin de fer.
Comme un imbécile je les ai mélangés
Un " il a étranglé mon esprit,
Maintenant, les gens deviennent plus laids
"Je n'ai aucune notion du temps.
Oh, Maman, est-ce vraiment la fin,
À être coincé à L'intérieur de Mobile
Avec les blues de Memphis à nouveau.
Quand Ruthie dit Viens la voir
Dans son lagon honky-tonk,
Où il peut regarder sa valse gratuitement
Neath sa lune panaméenne.
Et je dis, " AW allez maintenant,
Vous devez savoir à propos de mes débutante.»
Elle dit: "Votre débutante sait ce dont vous avez besoin
Mais je sais ce que vous voulez vraiment.»
Oh, Maman, est-ce vraiment la fin,
À être coincé à L'intérieur de Mobile
Avec les blues de Memphis à nouveau.
Maintenant les briques reposent sur Grand Street
Là où les fous de néon grimpent.
Ils tombent tous là si parfaitement,
Tout semble si bien chronométré.
Ici, je suis assis si patiemment
Attendant de savoir quel prix
Vous devez payer pour sortir de passer par toutes ces choses deux fois.
Oh, Maman, est-ce vraiment la fin,
À être coincé à L'intérieur de Mobile
Avec les blues de Memphis à nouveau.