Sbagliando s'impera

“You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last.
But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast.
…
Strike another match, go start anew.”

Un amore è finito, Bob Dylan lo trasfigura. Adesso ci vuol far credere che il suo era per lo più mestiere, ma è difficile crederlo quando dopo – dopo 45 anni – sa ancora toccarci così.

Dal vivo (1965, forse Newport):

Dal vivo (1966):

Le cover. Byrds (strumentale):

Ancora i Byrds:

Marianne Faithfull:

Joni Mitchell:

Bryan Ferry:

The Boss:

Eric Burdon and the Animals:

Joan Baez:

E, per chi ha avuto pazienza finore, la cover più bella, quella dei Them con un giovanissimo Van Morrison:

You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last.
But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast.
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun,
Crying like a fire in the sun.
Look out all the saints are comin’ through
And it’s all over now, Baby Blue.

The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense.
Take what you have gathered from coincidence.
The empty-handed painter from your street
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets.
This sky, too, is folding over you
And it’s all over now, Baby Blue.

All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home.
Your empty-handed armies, they are going home.
The lover who just walked out your door
Has taken all his blankets from the floor.
The carpet, too, is moving under you
And it’s all over now, Baby Blue.

Leave your stepping stones behind, there’s something that calls for you.
Forget the dead you’ve left, they will not follow you.
The vagabond who’s rapping at your door
Is standing in the clothes that you once wore.
Strike another match, go start anew
And it’s all over now, Baby Blue.