A Pair of Brown Eyes

The Pogues

Transposer:

One summer evening drunk to hell I sat there nearly lifeless An old man in the corner sang where the waterlilies grow And on the jukebox Johnny sang about a thing called love and it's how are you kid and whats your name and how would you bloody know In blood and death 'neath a screaming sky I lay down on the ground And the arms and legs of other men Were scattered all around Some cursed some prayed some prayed then cursed Then prayed and bled some more And the only thing that I could see Was a pair of brown eyes that was looking at me But when we got back labelled parts one to three There was no pair of brown eyes waiting for me And a rovin'a rovin'a rovin'I'll go For a pair of brown eyes I looked at him he looked at me All I could do was hate him While ray and philomena sang Of my elusive dream I saw the streams, the rolling hills Where his brown eyes were waiting And I thought about a pair of brown eyes That waited once for me So drunk to hell I left the place Sometimes crawling sometimes walking A hungry sound came across the breeze So I gave the walls a talking And I heard the sounds of long ago From the old canal And the birds were whistling in the trees Where the wind was gently laughing And a rovin'a rovin'a rovin'I'll go And a rovin'a rovin'a rovin'I'll go And a rovin'a rovin'a rovin'I'll go For a pair of brown eyes For a pair of brown eyes And a rovin'a rovin'a rovin'I'll go And a rovin'a rovin'a rovin'I'll go And a rovin'a rovin'a rovin'I'll go For a pair of brown eyes For a pair of brown eyes

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Cette chanson évoque un homme, en proie à l'alcool, qui se remémore une période sombre de sa vie marquée par la guerre et la violence. Il se retrouve dans un bar, témoin d’un environnement mélancolique et rempli de souvenirs, où les paroles d'une chanson échappée d’un juke-box résonnent en lui. Au cœur de son tourment, il se souvient d'un regard, celui d'une paire d'yeux marron qui lui apportait réconfort et espoir, mais au moment de retourner à la réalité, il réalise qu'il ne retrouve plus cette présence. Le contexte évoqué ici se situe probablement après des événements tragiques, où la douleur, la perte et l'errance se mêlent à des souvenirs nostalgiques de moments de bonheur. Dans cette ambiance de regret et de quête, l'absence de cet être cher le hante, amplifiant son sentiment de solitude. Tout cela se déploie sur fond de paysages irlandais, créant une atmosphère à la fois belle et tragique.

Le Chansonnier