divendres, 29 de juliol del 2011

Una prostituta

La història de la prostituta Roxanne va ser per a mi la porta d'entrada a l'univers de The Police, un dels grups emblemàtics dels anys 80. Des d'aleshores, he escoltat moltes versions, però encara em quede amb la força dels directes originals de Copeland, Summers i Sting.


Roxanne

Roxanne, you don't have to put on the red light
Those days are over
You don't have to sell your body to the night
Roxanne, you don't have to wear that dress tonight
Walk the streets for money
You don't care if it's wrong or if it's right

Roxanne, you don't have to put on the red light
Roxanne, you don't have to put on the red light
Put on the red light, put on the red light
Put on the red light, put on the red light
Put on the red light, oh

I loved you since I knew ya
I wouldn't talk down to ya
I have to tell you just how I feel
I won't share you with another boy
I know my mind is made up
So put away your make up
Told you once I won't tell you again it's a bad way

Roxanne, you don't have to put on the red light
Roxanne, you don't have to put on the red light
You don't have to put on the red light
Put on the red light, put on the red light

1 comentari:

Cap de fibló ha dit...

Brutal! A mi m'enganxaren des dels seus inicis, és a dir: "Message in a bottle". Me la vaig trobar de morral servint a la pàtria d'allà. Però Roxanne, se n'ix del mapa.
Juntament amb Supertramp, suposaren per a mi un xaloc fresquet després dels Beatles.
Amic, enhorabona per aquesta sèrie de confessions retro-musicals. En són molt benvingudes.
Salut i bon estiuet.