A Corneta

Aqui vai uma letra fantástica, das mais belas que ouvi cantar, escrita pelo imortal Robert Zimmerman, Bob Dylan para os amigos. Este é o verdadeiro viajante do tempo, o mais puro contador de estórias, detentor de uma simplicidade arrebatadora.
O poema que passo a trancrever insere-se no albúm "Desire", editado em 1976, e é cantado em dueto com Emmylou Harris, grande senhora da canção tradicional americana (folk/country). O tema chama-se "One more cup of coffee" e, supostamente, conta a estória de uma família cigana mas, quando se trata de escritores tão cristalinos como Dylan, o próprio cristal deixa de o ser e nada é o que parece. Arrepiante :

"One more cup of coffee"

Your breath is sweet
Your eyes are like two jewels in the sky.
Your back is straight, your hair is smooth
On the pillow where you lie.
But I don't sense affection
No gratitude or love
Your loyalty is not to me
But to the stars above.

One more cup of coffee for the road,
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go
To the valley below.

Your daddy he's an outlaw
And a wanderer by trade
He'll teach you how to pick and choose
And how to throw the blade.
He oversees his kingdom
So no stranger does intrude
His voice it trembles as he calls out
For another plate of food.

One more cup of coffee for the road,
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go
To the valley below.

Your sister sees the future
Like your mama and yourself.
You've never learned to read or write
There's no books upon your shelf.
And your pleasure knows no limits
Your voice is like a meadowlark
But your heart is like an ocean
Mysterious and dark.

One more cup of coffee for the road,
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go
To the valley below.