Bob Dylan — Lily, Rosemary and the Jack of Hearts letra e tradução
A página contém a letra e a tradução em português da música "Lily, Rosemary and the Jack of Hearts" de Bob Dylan.
Letra
The festival was over, the boys were all plannin' for a fall,
The cabaret was quiet except for the drillin' in the wall.
The curfew had been lifted and the gamblin' wheel shut down,
Anyone with any sense had already left town.
He was standin' in the doorway lookin' like the Jack of Hearts.
He moved across the mirrored room, «Set it up for everyone,» he said,
Then everyone commenced to do what they were doin' before he turned their
heads. Then he walked up to a stranger and he asked him with a grin,
«Could you kindly tell me, friend, what time the show begins?»
Then he moved into the corner, face down like the Jack of Hearts.
Backstage the girls were playin' five-card stud by the stairs,
Lily had two queens, she was hopin' for a third to match her pair.
Outside the streets were fillin' up, the window was open wide,
A gentle breeze was blowin', you could feel it from inside.
Lily called another bet and drew up the Jack of Hearts.
Big Jim was no one’s fool, he owned the town’s only diamond mine,
He made his usual entrance lookin' so dandy and so fine.
With his bodyguards and silver cane and every hair in place,
He took whatever he wanted to and he laid it all to waste.
But his bodyguards and silver cane were no match for the Jack of Hearts.
Rosemary combed her hair and took a carriage into town,
She slipped in through the side door lookin' like a queen without a crown.
She fluttered her false eyelashes and whispered in his ear,
«Sorry, darlin', that I’m late,» but he didn’t seem to hear.
He was starin' into space over at the Jack of Hearts.
«I know I’ve seen that face before,» Big Jim was thinkin' to himself,
«Maybe down in Mexico or a picture up on somebody’s shelf.»
But then the crowd began to stamp their feet and the house lights did dim
And in the darkness of the room there was only Jim and him,
Starin' at the butterfly who just drew the Jack of Hearts.
Lily was a princess, she was fair-skinned and precious as a child,
She did whatever she had to do, she had that certain flash every time she
smiled.
She’d come away from a broken home, had lots of strange affairs
With men in every walk of life which took her everywhere.
But she’d never met anyone quite like the Jack of Hearts.
The hangin' judge came in unnoticed and was being wined and dined,
The drillin' in the wall kept up but no one seemed to pay it any mind.
It was known all around that Lily had Jim’s ring
And nothing would ever come between Lily and the king.
No, nothin' ever would except maybe the Jack of Hearts.
Rosemary started drinkin' hard and seein' her reflection in the knife,
She was tired of the attention, tired of playin' the role of Big Jim’s wife.
She had done a lot of bad things, even once tried suicide,
Was lookin' to do just one good deed before she died.
She was gazin' to the future, riding on the Jack of Hearts.
Lily washed her face, took her dress off and buried it away.
«Has your luck run out?» she laughed at him, «Well, I guess you must
have known it would someday.
Be careful not to touch the wall, there’s a brand-new coat of paint,
I’m glad to see you’re still alive, you’re lookin' like a saint.»
Down the hallway footsteps were comin' for the Jack of Hearts.
The backstage manager was pacing all around by his chair.
«There's something funny going on,» he said, «I can just feel it in the air.»
He went to get the hangin' judge, but the hangin' judge was drunk,
As the leading actor hurried by in the costume of a monk.
There was no actor anywhere better than the Jack of Hearts.
Lily’s arms were locked around the man that she dearly loved to touch,
She forgot all about the man she couldn’t stand who hounded her so much.
«I've missed you so,» she said to him, and he felt she was sincere,
But just beyond the door he felt jealousy and fear.
Just another night in the life of the Jack of Hearts.
No one knew the circumstance but they say that it happened pretty quick,
The door to the dressing room burst open and a Colt revolver clicked.
And Big Jim was standin' there, ya couldn’t say surprised,
Rosemary right beside him, steady in her eyes.
She was with Big Jim but she was leanin' to the Jack of Hearts.
Two doors down the boys finally made it through the wall
And cleaned out the bank safe, it’s said that they got off with quite a haul.
In the darkness by the riverbed they waited on the ground
For one more member who had business back in town.
But they couldn’t go no further without the Jack of Hearts.
The next day was hangin' day, the sky was overcast and black,
Big Jim lay covered up, killed by a penknife in the back.
And Rosemary on the gallows, she didn’t even blink,
The hangin' judge was sober, he hadn’t had a drink.
The only person on the scene missin' was the Jack of Hearts.
The cabaret was empty now, a sign said, «Closed for repair,»
Lily had already taken all of the dye out of her hair.
She was thinkin' 'bout her father, who she very rarely saw,
Thinkin' 'bout Rosemary and thinkin' about the law.
But, most of all she was thinkin' 'bout the Jack of Hearts.
Tradução da letra
O festival tinha acabado, os rapazes estavam todos a planear uma queda,
O cabaret estava calmo, excepto o driblar na parede.
O toque de recolher tinha sido levantado e a roda do jogo foi desligada.,
Qualquer um com bom senso já tinha saído da cidade.
Ele estava parado na porta parecendo o Valete de Copas.
Ele atravessou a sala espelhada, "Preparem-na para todos", disse ele.,
Então todos começaram a fazer o que estavam a fazer antes de ele virar a sua
chefe. Depois foi ter com um estranho e perguntou-lhe com um sorriso.,
"Podes dizer-me, amigo, a que horas começa o espectáculo?»
Depois, ele virou-se para o canto, virado para baixo como o Valete de Copas.
Nos bastidores, as raparigas jogavam cinco cartas junto às escadas.,
Lily tinha duas rainhas, ela estava esperando por um terceiro para combinar com seu par.
Do lado de fora das ruas, a janela estava aberta.,
Uma brisa suave soprava, sentia-se por dentro.
A Lily fez outra aposta e desenhou o Valete de Copas.
O Big Jim não era tolo de ninguém, era dono da única mina de diamantes da cidade.,
Ele fez a sua entrada habitual com um ar tão elegante e tão bom.
Com os seus guarda-costas e bengala de Prata e todos os cabelos no lugar,
Ele pegou no que queria e desperdiçou tudo.
Mas os guarda-costas e a bengala de prata não eram páreo para o Valete de Copas.
Rosemary penteou o cabelo e levou uma carruagem para a cidade.,
Entrou pela porta lateral parecendo uma rainha sem coroa.
Ela abanou as pestanas falsas e sussurrou-lhe ao ouvido.,
"Desculpa, querida, que estou atrasada", mas ele não me pareceu ouvir.
Ele estava a entrar no espaço no Valete de Copas.
"Eu sei que já vi essa cara antes," o Big Jim estava a pensar para si próprio,
"Talvez no México ou uma fotografia na prateleira de alguém.»
Mas depois a multidão começou a bater com os pés e as luzes da casa escureceram.
E na escuridão do quarto só havia o Jim e ele.,
A olhar para a borboleta que desenhou o Valete de Copas.
Lily era uma princesa, ela era de pele clara e preciosa quando criança,
Ela fazia o que tinha de fazer, ela tinha aquele certo flash cada vez que ela
sorrir.
Ela tinha saído de um lar desfeito, tinha muitos casos estranhos.
Com homens em cada andar da vida que a levava para todo o lado.
Mas ela nunca conheceu ninguém como o Valete de Copas.
O juiz enforcado veio despercebido e estava a ser jantado,
O barulho na parede manteve-se, mas ninguém se importava.
Sabia-se por todo o lado que a Lily tinha o anel do Jim.
E nada se meteria entre a Lily e o rei.
Não, nada o faria, excepto talvez o Valete de Copas.
Rosemary começou a beber muito e a ver o seu reflexo na faca,
Ela estava cansada da atenção, cansada de fazer o papel da mulher do Big Jim.
Ela tinha feito um monte de coisas ruins, mesmo uma vez tentou suicídio,
Queria fazer apenas uma boa acção antes de morrer.
Ela estava a olhar para o futuro, a cavalgar sobre o Valete de Copas.
A Lily lavou a cara, tirou-lhe o vestido e enterrou-o.
"A tua sorte acabou? ela riu-se dele.
sabia que um dia seria.
Cuidado para não tocar na parede, há uma nova camada de tinta.,
Fico feliz por ver que ainda estás vivo, pareces um santo.»
Ao fundo do corredor vinham passos atrás do Valete de Copas.
O gerente dos bastidores estava a andar à volta da cadeira.
"Passa-se algo de engraçado", disse ele, "consigo senti-lo no ar.»
Ele foi buscar o juiz enforcado, mas o juiz enforcado estava bêbado.,
Como o ator principal apressado no traje de um monge.
Não havia Melhor actor do que o Valete de Copas.
Os braços da Lily estavam trancados à volta do homem que ela adorava tocar.,
Ela esqueceu-se do homem que não suportava que a perseguia tanto.
"Senti tanto a tua falta", disse-lhe ela, e ele sentiu que ela era sincera,
Mas, logo depois da porta, sentiu ciúmes e medo.
Apenas mais uma noite na vida do Valete de Copas.
Ninguém sabia das circunstâncias, mas dizem que aconteceu muito depressa.,
A porta do camarim abriu-se e um revólver Colt estalou.
E o Big Jim estava ali, não se podia dizer surpreendido.,
Rosemary mesmo ao lado dele, firme nos olhos dela.
Ela estava com o Big Jim, mas estava a inclinar-se para o Valete de Copas.
Duas portas abaixo os rapazes finalmente conseguiram atravessar a parede
E limparam o cofre do banco, dizem que se safaram com uma grande carga.
Na escuridão junto ao leito do rio, eles esperaram no chão.
Para mais um membro que tinha negócios na cidade.
Mas não podiam ir mais longe sem o Valete de Copas.
No dia seguinte estava pendurado, o céu estava nublado e negro,
O Big Jim estava coberto, morto por um canivete nas costas.
E Rosemary na forca, ela nem sequer pestanejou,
O juiz estava sóbrio, não tinha bebido.
A única pessoa que desapareceu foi o Valete de Copas.
O cabaret estava vazio agora ,um sinal dizia, " fechado para reparação,»
A Lily já tinha tirado toda a tinta do cabelo.
Ela estava a pensar no Pai, que raramente via.,
A pensar na Rosemary e na lei.
Mas, acima de tudo, ela estava a pensar no Valete de Copas.