Joan Baez: Diamonds And Rust. Bob Dylan: Farewell, Angelina - Julia Novoseltseva, Tbilisi,07.03.26

Джоан Баэз и Боб Дилан - 85+85 ! (9 января , 24 мая 1941) Joan Baez: Diamonds And Rust. - посв. Бобу Дилану Bob Dylan: Farewell, Angelina - посв. Джоан Баэз Поёт Юлия Новосельцева. Запись: 7 марта 2026, Тбилиси, программа Юлии и Ларисы Новосельцевых "Из круга женского". Баллады и песни разных времен, разных народов, разных поэтов. Музыкальная антология VoxPoetica Joan BAEZ Diamonds And Rust Well I'll be damned Here comes your ghost again But that's not unusual It's just that the moon is full And you happened to call And here I sit My hand on the telephone Hearing a voice I'd known A couple of light years ago Heading straight for a fall As I remember your eyes Were bluer than robin's eggs My poetry was lousy you said Where are you calling from? A booth in the midwest Ten years ago I bought you some cufflinks Oh, and you brought me something We both know what memories can bring They bring diamonds and rust Well you burst on the scene Already a legend The unwashed phenomenon The original vagabond You strayed into my arms And there you stayed Temporarily lost at sea The Madonna was yours for free Yes the girl on the half-shell Could keep you unharmed Now I see you standing with leaves falling around and snow in your hair Now you're smiling out the window of that hotel over Washington Square Our breath comes out white clouds mingles and hangs in the air Speaking strictly for me, we both could have died then and there Now you're telling me You're not nostalgic Then give me another word for it You who are so good with words And at keeping things vague 'Cause I need some of that vagueness now it's all come back too clearly Oh, I loved you dearly And if you're offering me diamonds and rust I've already paid 1974 Bob DYLAN Farewell, Angelina: Farewell Angelina The bells of the crown Are being stolen by bandits I must follow the sound The triangle tingles And the trumpets play slow Farewell Angelina The sky is on fire And I must go There’s no need for anger There’s no need for blame There’s nothing to prove Ev’rything’s still the same Just a table standing empty By the edge of the sea Farewell Angelina The sky is trembling And I must leave The jacks and the queens Have forsaked the courtyard Fifty-two gypsies Now file past the guards In the space where the deuce And the ace once ran wild Farewell Angelina The sky is folding I’ll see you in a while See the cross-eyed pirates sitting Perched in the sun Shooting tin cans With a sawed-off shotgun And the neighbors they clap And they cheer with each blast Farewell Angelina The sky’s changing color And I must leave fast King Kong, little elves On the rooftops they dance Valentino-type tangos While the makeup man’s hands Shut the eyes of the dead Not to embarrass anyone Farewell Angelina The sky is embarrassed And I must be gone The machine guns are roaring The puppets heave rocks The fiends nail time bombs To the hands of the clocks Call me any name you like I will never deny it Farewell Angelina The sky is erupting I must go where it’s quiet -1965-66 #joanbaez #bobdylan #dylan85 #voxpoetica #julianovoseltseva