Gates of Eden

Bob Dylan

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Of war and peace the truth just twists, its curfew gull it glides Upon 4-legged forest clouds the cowboy angel rides With his candle lit into the sun, though its glow is waxed in black All except when 'neath the trees of Eden The lampost stands with folded arms, its iron claws attached To curbs 'neath holes where babies wail though it shadows metal badge All in all can only fall with a crashing but meaningless blow No sound ever comes from the gates of Eden This savage soldier sticks his head in sand and then complains Unto the shoeless hunter who's gone deaf but still remains Upon the beach where hounddogs bay at ships with tattooed sails Heading for the gates of Eden With a time-rusted compass blade, Aladdin and his Lamp Sits with utopian hermit monks, side-saddle on the Golden Calf And on their promises of paradise you will not hear a laugh All except inside the gates of Eden Relationships of ownership they whisper in the wings To those condemned to act accordingly and wait for succeeding kings And I try to harmonize with songs the lonesome sparrow sings There are no kings inside the gates of Eden The motorcycle black madonna two-wheeled gypsy queen And her silver studded phantom cause the grey-flanneled dwarf to scream As he weeps to wicked birds of prey who pick up on his breadcrumbs sins And there are no sins inside the gates of Eden The kingdoms of experience in the precious winds they rot While paupers change possessions each one wishing for what the other has got And the princess and the prince discuss what's real and what is not It doesnt matter inside the gates of Eden The foreign sun it squints upon a bed that is never mine As friends and other strangers from their fates try to resign Leaving men wholly totally free to do anything they wish to do but die And there are no trials inside the gates of Eden At dawn my lover comes to me and tells me of her dreams With no attempts to shovel the glimpse into the ditch of what each one means At times I think there are no words but these to tell what's true And there are no truths outside the gates of Eden

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Cette chanson évoque une vision complexe de la réalité, marquée par des conflits entre la guerre et la paix, la recherche du bonheur et des promesses de paradis. On y retrouve des images poétiques de personnages pittoresques, comme un angelot cow-boy qui oscille entre l'espoir et le désespoir. Les « portes d'Éden » symbolisent un lieu de sérénité où les soucis du monde ne peuvent entrer, offrant une réflexion sur les libertés et les désirs humains. Il y a une clarté déconcertante dans la façon dont la chanson traite l'absence de vérités absolues et la superficialité des possessions matérielles. Elle aborde des thèmes de liberté, de désillusion et de quête spirituelle, nous faisant réfléchir à ce que signifie réellement vivre et être libre. Les paysages dépeints, qu'ils soient grandioses ou sombres, soulignent l'absurdité des luttes humaines au sein d'un monde qui, sous certains aspects, semble dénué de sens.

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