Bob Dylan: Frasi in inglese (pagina 9)

“When you think that you lost everything you find out you can always lose a little more.”

“Stop all this weeping, swallow your pride
You will not die, it’s not poison”

“they say every man needs protection, they say every man must fall.
yet I swear I see my reflection, some place high above this wall….. and someday I shall be released.”

“A million faces at my feet but all I see are dark eyes.”

“I consider myself a poet first and a musician second. I live like a poet and I'll die like a poet.”

“You're born, you know, the wrong names, wrong parents. I mean, that happens. You call yourself what you want to call yourself. This is the land of the free.”

“Can you please crawl out your window? Use your arms and your legs, it won't ruin you”

“It's east to see without lookin' too far that not much is really sacred.”

“If you're looking to get silly, you better go back to from where you came. because the cops don't need you and man they expect the same.”

“I've been trying to get as far away from myself as I can”

“The old Rounder in the iron mask slipped me the master key, somebody had to unlock your heart, he said it was up to me.”

“[Recounting a scene in The Gunfighter] Turn him loose, let him go, let him say he outdrew me fair and square — I want him to feel what it's like to every moment face his death.”

“It wasn't money or love that I was looking for. I had a heightened sense of awareness, was set in my ways, impractical and a visionary to boot. My mind was strong like a trap and I didn't need any guarantee of validity.”

“And if I don't make it, you know my baby will.”

“I believe in you even on the morning after.”

“But I can’t think for you
You’ll have to decide
Whether Judas Iscariot
Had God on his side”

“If you want somebody you can trust, trust yourself.”

“She could take the dark out the nighttime and paint the daytime black.”

“All is gone, all is gone, admit it, take flight.
I gagged twice, doubled, tears blinding my sight.
My mind it was mangled, I ran into the night
Leaving all of love's ashes behind me.
The wind knocks my window, the room it is wet.
The words to say I'm sorry, I haven't found yet.
I think of her often and hope whoever she's met
Will be fully aware of how precious she is.
Ah, my friends from the prison, they ask unto me,
"How good, how good does it feel to be free?"”