Bell-Bottomed Tear

The Beautiful South

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This is the dinner prepared This is the dress that I made This is the child I brought up And this is the woman you laid This is the woman you laid This is the perfume I wore This is the hotel we stayed This is the way that I lay And this is the woman you laid This is the woman you laid We promised ourselves this is no one-night stand    Let us draw all the curtains and strike up the band     And I’m thrilled by the gentlest touch of your hand     We pretend There’s a tear there’s a tear Not through confusion through fear through fear This is the smile that I wore This is the song that we played This is the way that I lay And this is the woman you laid This is the woman you laid Next morning our eyes filled with sleepy regret    A kiss and good-bye and a long cigarette But the pillow I lay on is cold and it’s wet     Can’t pretend It’s a tear it’s a tear Not through confusion through fear through fear And knowing at least that love came so near    Just adds to the weight of this bell bottomed tear Roll out the red carpets and unplug the phone    Root out the photos you’ve already shown    ’Cos this one night you won’t sleep alone    Just one night It’s a tear it’s a tear Not through confusion through fear through fear And knowing at least that love came so near    Just adds to the weight of this bell bottomed tear There’s a tear there’s a tear Not through confusion through fear through fear Not through confusion through fear through fear Originaly played in E-Major

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Cette chanson évoque une relation remplie de nostalgie et de regrets. Elle parle d'un amour passé, où des souvenirs intimes sont partagés, mais qui se termine par une réalité de solitude et de désillusion. Les images de moments simples et des promesses d'éternité se heurtent à la tristesse d'une séparation, où chaque geste et chaque sourire prennent une charge émotionnelle plus lourde, comme une larme qui témoigne de la douleur d’un amour qui n’a pas duré. Dans ce contexte, on ressent un mélange d'intimité et de vulnérabilité, entre la passion d'une nuit et le poids des conséquences qui en découlent. Les souvenirs alternent entre beauté éphémère et nostalgie, soulignant la complexité des relations humaines.