Bob Dylan anuncia disco, Rough and rowdy ways, y ofrece un adelanto


Bob Dylan anuncia su primer disco  en ocho años con canciones propias: Rough and rowdy ways. Columbia lo publicará el 19 de junio y estará disponible en doble cedé y doble vinilo.

En las últimas semanas, Dylan ofreció dos avances de Rough and rowdy ways, las canciones “I contain multitudes” y “Murder most foul” (que se convirtió en su primer número uno en las listas de Billboard), a las que ahora se suma “False prophet”.

Esta es la letra de “False prophet”, en la que Dylan dice: «No me conoces, cariño, / nunca adivinarías, / no soy nada como mi apariencia fantasmal sugeriría, / no soy un falso profeta, / solo dije lo que dije, / solo estoy aquí para vengarme en la cabeza de alguien»:

Another day that don’t end
Another ship goin’ out
Another day of anger, bitterness, and doubt
I know how it happened
I saw it begin
I opened my heart to the world and the world came in

Hello Mary Lou
Hello Miss Pearl
My fleet-footed guides from the underworld
No stars in the sky shine brighter than you
You girls mean business and I do too

Well I’m the enemy of treason
Enemy of strife
Enemy of the unlived meaningless life
I ain’t no false prophet
I just know what i know
I go where only the lonely can go

I’m first among equals
Second to none
Last of the best
You can bury the rest
Bury ‘em naked with their silver and gold
Put them six feet under and pray for their souls

What are you lookin’ at
There’s nothing to see
Just a cool breeze that’s encircling me
Let’s go for a walk in the garden
So far and so wide
We can sit in the shade by the fountain-side

I search the world over
For the Holy Grail
I sing songs of love
I sing songs of betrayal
Don’t care what I drink
Don’t care what i eat
I climbed the mountains of swords on my bare feet

You don’t know me darlin’
You never would guess
I’m nothing like my ghostly appearance would suggest
I ain’t no false prophet
I just said what I said
I’m just here to bring vengeance on somebody’s head

Put out your hand
There’s nothing to hold
Open your mouth
I’ll stuff it with gold
Oh you poor devil look up if you will
The city of God is there on the hill

Hello stranger
A long goodbye
You ruled the land
But so do I
You lost your mule
You got a poison brain
I’ll marry you to a ball and chain

You know darlin’
The kind of life that I live
When your smile meets my smile something’s got to give
I ain’t no false prophet
No I’m nobody’s bride
Can’t remember when I was born
And I forgot when I died


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