Testi di Songwriter's Lament - Captain Marryat

Songwriter's Lament (originale)

Lend me your ears and I’ll sing you a song
I’ll show you my hands, just to prove I was wrong
Freed from the bondage of this evil land
Does not really show off, but does what he can
An old man lay dying, lay still on his bed
His songs were behind him — his songs they were dead
Lost were his meanings, lost were his songs
And so far behind him, and now they were gone
His tunes had no meanings, just lost in his head
His thoughts and his thinking, maybe were dead
A curse, which was evil, had ruined this poor man
'Cos no-one believd him — could not understand
His mind, it was tattered
His pn wrote the songs
Just to learn by his readings
His mind just goes…

(traduzione)

Prestami le tue orecchie e ti canterò una canzone
Ti mostrerò le mie mani, solo per dimostrare che mi sbagliavo
Liberato dalla schiavitù di questa terra malvagia
Non si mette davvero in mostra, ma fa quello che può
Un vecchio giaceva morente, giaceva immobile sul suo letto
Le sue canzoni erano dietro di lui, le sue canzoni erano morte
Persi erano i suoi significati, perdute erano le sue canzoni
E così lontano dietro di lui, e ora se n'erano andati
Le sue melodie non avevano significato, erano solo perse nella sua testa
I suoi pensieri e il suo pensiero, forse erano morti
Una maledizione, che era malvagia, aveva rovinato questo pover'uomo
'Perché nessuno gli credeva — non poteva capire
La sua mente era a brandelli
Il suo pn ha scritto le canzoni
Solo per imparare dalle sue letture
La sua mente va solo...