Όλο τ' απόγευμα δεν είπα τίποτα
κρύβω τα λόγια μου μ' ένα τσιγάρο
έξω τα χρώματα σβήνουν και χάνονται
κλείνω τα μάτια μου ανάσα να πάρω
Πώς βραδιάζει νωρίς
όλα εδώ σαν φινάλε γιορτής
το μπαλκόνι στενό, κάτω η πόλη μυρίζει
μοναξιά και καπνό
Και μένω, κάτω απ' τα κίτρινα φώτα
στην πόλη που χώραγε πρώτα
τη φωνή σου να λέει "σ' αγαπώ"
Σ' έχω χάσει, μέσα στα κίτρινα φώτα
στην πόλη που χώραγε πρώτα
τη φωνή σου να λέει "σ' αγαπώ"
να λέει "σ' αγαπώ"
Όλο τ' απόγευμα σ' ένα παράθυρο
και κάτω αδιάφορα ο κόσμος περνάει
κάποιο ραδιόφωνο, μόλις που ακούγεται
δίχως φτερά η ζωή μου πού πάει
Πώς βραδιάζει νωρίς
όλα εδώ σαν φινάλε γιορτής
το μπαλκόνι στενό, κάτω η πόλη μυρίζει
μοναξιά και καπνό
Και μένω, κάτω απ' τα κίτρινα φώτα
στην πόλη που χώραγε πρώτα
τη φωνή σου να λέει "σ' αγαπώ"
Σ' έχω χάσει, μέσα στα κίτρινα φώτα
στην πόλη που χώραγε πρώτα
τη φωνή σου να λέει "σ' αγαπώ"
να λέει "σ' αγαπώ"
It's four in the morning, the end of december
I'm writing you now just to see if you're better
New york is cold, but I like where I'm living
There's music on clinton street all through the evening.
I hear that you're building your little house deep in the desert
You're living for nothing now, I hope you're keeping some kind of record.
Yes, and jane came by with a lock of your hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear
Did you ever go clear?
Ah, the last time we saw you you looked so much older
Your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder
You'd been to the station to meet every train
And you came home without lili marlene
And you treated my woman to a flake of your life
And when she came back she was nobody's wife.
Well I see you there with the rose in your teeth
One more thin gypsy thief
Well I see jane's awake --
She sends her regards.
And what can I tell you my brother, my killer
What can I possibly say?
I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive you
I'm glad you stood in my way.
If you ever come by here, for jane or for me
Your enemy is sleeping, and his woman is free.
Yes, and thanks, for the trouble you took from her eyes
I thought it was there for good so I never tried.
And jane came by with a lock of your hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear
-sincerely, l. cohen
