Winds of the Old Days

Joan Baez

Transposer:

The lady's adrift in a foreign land Singing on issues both humble and grand A decade flew past her and there on the page She read that the prince had returned to the stage Hovering near treacherous waters A friend saw her drifting and caught her Unguarded fantasies flying too far Memories tumbling like sweets from a jar And take me down to the harbor now Grapes of the summer are low on the bough Ghosts of my history will follow me there And the winds of the old days will blow through my hair Breath on an undying ember It doesn't take much to remember Those eloquent songs from the good old days That set us to marching with banners ablaze But reporters there's no sense in prying Our blue-eyed son's been denying The truths that are wrapped in a mystery The sixties are over so set him free And take me down to the harbor now Grapes of the summer are low on the bough Ghosts of my history will follow me there And the winds of the old days will blow through my hair Why do I sit the autumnal judge? Years of self-righteousness will not budge Singer or savior it was his to choose Which of us knows what was his to lose? Because idols are best when they're made of stone A savior's a nuisance to live with at home Stars often fall heroes go unsung And martyrs most certainly die too young So thank you for writing the best songs Thank you for righting a few wrongs You're a savage gift on a wayward bus But you stepped down and you sang to us And get you down to the harbor now Most of the sour grapes are gone from the bough Ghosts of Johanna will visit you there And the winds of the old days will blow through your hair

Du même artiste :

empty heart empty heart A, E, D, B7
empty heart empty heart F#, Db, Db7, G#m, B7, G#7
empty heart empty heart D, D4, G, Em, Bm
empty heart empty heart G#m6, E, B, F#, G#m, Bb, Eb7
empty heart empty heart C7, Gm, Eb, Bb, G#, D7, Am, G
empty heart empty heart C, Cmaj7, Fmaj7, D7, Am, Dm, A7, Bb, A, G, Dm7, D, Dmaj7, Gmaj7, E7, Bm, Em, B7, B, A6
empty heart empty heart A, F#m, D, E, Bm
La chanson évoque le voyage d'une femme perdue dans un pays étranger, qui chante à propos de thèmes à la fois simples et profonds. Elle se remémore son passé, les souvenirs qui surgissent comme des douceurs d'un pot, et ressent le poids de son histoire qui la suit. Elle fait référence à une époque révolue, aux luttes et passions qui l'ont marquée, tout en s'interrogeant sur la nature des héros et des idoles. Le contexte se situe dans une réflexion sur les souvenirs, les désillusions et la quête de sens dans un monde en changement. La narratrice nous invite à retourner vers le port, symbole d'un retour aux sources, où les fantômes de son passé se mélangent aux brises d'une époque révolue. Cela évoque une nostalgie douce-amère, teintée d'une recherche de rédemption et de vérité.