giovedì 13 settembre 2007

The Wall - Comfortably Numb

Abbandonato su quella maledetta poltrona, ti sei completamente perso... ma tu sei una rock star Pink, hai firmato dei contratti, non puoi restare un nulla, hai un'esistenza da condurre. Eccoli li senti? Stanno venendo a prenderti, ti riempiranno di farmaci per consentirti di continuare lo show, e piano piano, mentre ti trascineranno via, ti scioglierai come una maschera di cera e resterai piacevolmente insensibile, pronto a scatenare fuori il male che hai accumulato, sputerai in faccia a coloro che ti acclameranno, e il tuo muro genererà un odio incondizionato verso il mondo, che si tradurrà in un rapporto fascista con l'esteriorità. Un martello nero che reprime fuori e dentro ogni forma di sentimento umano.
Ma tu non stai soffrendo adesso Pink, stai soltanto regredendo, ti ricordi? Non fa poi così male...
 




Piacevolmente Insensibile
Hello,
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me
Is there anyone at home
Come on now,
I hear you're feeling down
I can ease the pain
And get you on your feet again
Relax
I'll need some information first
Just the basic facts
Can you show me where it hurts
There is no pain, you are receding
A distant ship smoke under the horizon
You are only coming through in waves
Your lips move but I can't hear what you are saying
When I was a child I had a fever
My hands felt just like two balloons
Now I've got that feeling once again
I can't explain, you would not understand
This is not how I am
I have become comfortably numb -
O.K.
Just a little pin prick
There'll be no more aaaaaaaah!
But you may feel a little sick
Can you stand up?
I do believe it's working, good
That'll keep you going through the show
Come on its time to go.
There is no pain, you are receding
A distant ship smoke under the horizon
You are only coming through in waves
Your lips move but I can't hear what you are saying
When I was a child
I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye
I turned to look but it was gone
I cannot put my finger on it now
The child is grown
The dream is gone
And I have become
Comfortably numb





Written by Roger Waters & David Gimour




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