Ho scritto un blues...

I wrote a blues...

 

Questa canzone è dedicata a una donna molto importante.

Io ho scritto le parole e Max Cosmico, aka Massimiliano Colosimo, l'ha musicata e registrata in Via Quintino Sella, 15, sede di ZoneModa, luogo creativo per eccellenza, la mattina del 9 agosto 2007, con la sua Stratocaster. Emozione unica per un ex ragazzo degli anni '70 come me!


E' stato molto bello sentire una poesia diventare musica. Mentre lo ascoltavo le immagini nella mia mente si definivano con colori e emozioni che la parola da sola non può dare. Inoltre il blues porta con sé un'eredità grande, nel suo mood, nei suoi passaggi, nei suoi accordi.

Max è un bluesman che vive a Rimini: ci sono cose eccezionali da ascoltare sul suo sito http://www.myspace.com/maxcosmico.

 


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When we'll meet again

Lyrics: Giampaolo Proni

Music: Max Cosmico

 

No, when we'll meet again it won't be that good, you know
You will look at me with your shiny eyes
and ask me how I am
I'll tell you “quite good thank you”, and look at your shiny eyes.

You will tell me you like when I smile
And I'll say “I keep on training just in case I need it, you know.”
And look at your smile, it's sweet, yeah, it's sweet when you want to.

No, when we'll meet again it won't be that good, you know

Yes you will ask me how I'am doing,
I know you mean if I love a woman, the way I used to love you
And I'll say “I'am much better than then”, and you'll understand and look away and smile again

Yes you will tell me you have a lot of work,
and moved to a new home, and see people in town,
And I'll know you're alone now, and feel alone now
'cause nobody can love you as I loved you before
And I'll tell you “I'am glad that you're happy as you always used to be
when you told me good bye, through that long strip of nights”

No, when we'll meet again it won't be that good, you know

Yes you will ask me if I'd come to your party, on friday night
“there's a bunch of friends, you know, we use to have fun,”
and I'll know you miss all those calls in the night
when I had all my fire on my lips
and I'll say “I'm so sorry, I don't like parties, as you should know”
and listen to your silence and the hair on your eyes

Yes you will ask me “take me for a run”
and I'll say “babe it's so late, where we go in the night?”
And you'll say “I don't give a damn where we go
just take me wherever you want, the air is so warm”
and I'll smile and walk to the car
and light a sigarette

No, when we'll meet again it won't be that good, you know


August, 2007

 

 




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