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Текст (слова) песни: Ani Difranco - Tamburitza Lingua



A cold and porcelain lonely

In an old new york hotel

A stranger to a city

That she used to know so well

Bathing in a bathroom

That is bathed in the first blue light

Of the beginning of a century

At the end of an endless night

Then she is wet behind the ears and wafting down the avenue

Pre-rush hour

Post-rain shower

Stillness seeping upwards like steam

From another molten sewer

Summer in new york

Theyve been spraying us with chemicals in our sleep

Us / they

Something about the mosquitoes having some kind of disease

Them / me

Cia foul play

If you ask the guy selling hair dryers out of a gym bag

Chemical warfare

"im telling you, lab rat to lab rat," he says, "thats where the truth is at"

Thats where the truth is at

Thats where the truth is at

And everything seems to have gone terribly wrong that can

But one breath at a time is an acceptable plan

She tells herself

And the air is still there

And this morning its even breathable

And for a second the relief is unbelievable

And shes a heavy sack of flour sifted

Her burden lifted

Shes full of clean wind for one lean moment

And then shes trapped again

Reverted

Caged and contorted

With no way to get free

And shes getting plenty of little kisses

But nobodys slippin her the key

Her whole life is a long list of what ifs

And she doesnt even know where to begin

And the pageantry of suffering therein

Rivals television

Tv is, after all, the modern day roman coliseum

Human devastation as mass entertainment

And now millions sit jeering

Collectively cheering

The bloodthirsty hierarchy of the patriarchal arrangement

She is hailing a cab

She is sailing down the avenue

Shes 19 going on 30

Or maybe shes really 30 now ...

Its hard to say

Its hard to keep up with time once its on its way

And, you know, she never had much of a chance

Born into a family built like an avalanche

And somewhere in the 80s between the oat bran and the ozone

She started to figure out things like why

One eye pointed upwards looking for the holes in the sky

One eye on the little flashing red light

A picasso face twisted and listing down the canvas

Of the end of an endless night

10 9 8 seven six 5 4 three 2 one

And kerplooey

Youre done.

Youre done for.

Youre done for good.

So tell me

Did you?

Did you do

Did you do all you could?

 

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