giovedì 20 ottobre 2016

5. Il colore nella canzone

Ritroviamo il color vinaccia nel testo delle seguenti canzoni:

Today I got a long letter
From one who still cares for me
She asked lots of questions
Like would I call her sometime
And was I gettin' back on my feet?
She asked if I had quit drinkin'
Like I promised her long ago
The words wouldn't come
When I called and she answered
Oh, but I found a way to say no

I sent her some wine-colored roses
The color of grapes on the vine
When she sees the wine-colored roses
They'll tell her I'm still on the wine

The roses will say I still love her
And their color will cause her to cry
One dozen reasons to tell her I'm sorry
And twelve pretty flowers don't lie

I sent her some wine-colored roses
The color of grapes on the vine
When she sees the wine colored roses
They'll tell her I'm still on the wine




Speak softly, love
And hold me warm against your heart
I feel your words
The tender trembling moments start
We're in a world, our very own
Sharing a love that only few have ever known

Wine-colored days warmed by the sun
Deep velvet nights when we are one

Speak softly, love
So no one hears us but the sky
The vows of love
We make will live until we die
My life is yours and all because
You came into my world with love so softly love

Wine-colored days warmed by the sun
Deep velvet nights when we are one

Speak softly, love
So no one hears us but the sky
The vows of love we make will live until we die
My life is yours and all because
You came into my world with love so softly love


The leaves have lost hold of the branches as always
And leaves us with gold and wine colored pathways
In the same way I've, the same way I've fallen for you

You opened your arms like a school door to summer days
And opened my heart to the rumors of a higher place
Now where was I, baby? I've fallen for you

Love is always on the go
It never stays in one place
Day by day it changes and it grows
But you always recognize its face

Day by day it changes and it grows
But you always recognize its face

The leaves have lost hold of the branches as always
And leaves us with gold and wine colored pathways
In the same way I've, the same way I've fallen for you

Like the star in the night, baby I've fallen for you


Wearing a halo of mist

Glowing pink and purple

In the afternoon light

Sprawling from a hub

They gave way to patches of green


The wine colored country
Unfolded as we tumbled into our rooms

And our travel kinks floated away

As we stroked the sunrise

And stained the lake a hazy pink


And the jade tree green rivers
And the apple trees

'N' the thoughts of wearing

Our sun screen and evergreens

Are layered like feathers at your feet

Nothing but a blur from a bullet train

A picturesque, old teahouse with a carp pond

As we trundled out of the tunnel

As we trundled out of the tunnel




I think that maybe I'm dreaming

I smell cinnamon and spices
I hear music everywhere
All around kaleidoscopo of color
I think that maybe I'm dreaming

Maids pass gracefully in laughter
Wine colored flowers in their hair
Last call from lands I've never been to
I think that maybe I'm dreaming

Sun's flash on a soda prism
Bright jewels on the ladies flashing
Eyes catch on a shiny prism

Hear ye the crying of the vendors
Fruit for sale wax candles for to burn
Fires flare soon it will be night fall
I think that maybe I'm dreaming

I think that maybe I'm dreaming
I think that maybe I'm dreaming


When the streetlights come on 
the poooling night is leveed aside
and pressed in twilight 'gainst out two rooms
I'll see you tonight
The pavement is aching, cicadas are crying,
the wine-colored air breathing thoughts through your hair
breezing to me, leading me there...

I come alive as the shadows parade
My hot summer blood comes in floods and in waves
Curbside confessions, no longer afraid of what you'll say

And I find you, twilit beyond all the cars
In driveways the sleep but streetlights will keep watch over me
They flicker like stars
And now the secrets carefully kept inside, run the streets red
our chemicals spred, washing us though, making you mine...

I come alive as the shadows parade
My hot summer blood comes in floods and in waves
Curbside confessions, no loger afraid of what you'll say

Now there are no words, only the glow in our wires
And so we will be, you turn slow to me 
Our lips set the sun(I'll never leave you...)
The hills are on fire... oh...

I come alive as the shadows parade
My hot summer blood comes in floods and in waves
Curbside confessions, no longer afraid of what you'll say


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