Death of a Ladies’ Man (1977)
Death of a Ladies’ Man
Leonard Cohen
Death of a Ladies’ Man
Testo
Testo
Ah the man she wanted all her life was hanging by a thread
"I never even knew how much I wanted you," she said.
His muscles they were numbered and his style was obsolete.
"O baby, I have come too late." She knelt beside his feet.
"I'll never see a face like yours in years of men to come
I'll never see such arms again in wrestling or in love."
And all his virtues burning in the smoky Holocaust
She took unto herself most everything her lover lost
Now the master of this landscape he was standing at the view
with a sparrow of St. Francis that he was preaching to
She beckoned to the sentry of his high religious mood
She said: "I'll make a place between my legs,
I'll show you solitude."
He offered her an orgy in a many mirrored room
He promised her protection for the issue of her womb
She moved her body hard against a sharpened metal spoon
She stopped the bloody rituals of passage to the moon
She took his much admired oriental frame of mind
and the Heart of Darkness alibi his money hides behind
She took his blonde madonna and his monastery wine
"This mental space is occupied and everything is mine."
He tried to make a final stand beside the railway track
She said: "The art of longing's over and it's never coming back."
She took his tavern parliament, his cap, his cocky dance,
she mocked his female fashions and his working-class moustache.
The last time that I saw him he was trying hard to get
a woman's education but he's not a woman yet
And the last time that I saw her she was living with some boy
who gives her soul an empty room and gives her body joy.
So the great affair is over but whoever would have guessed
it would leave us all so vacant and so deeply unimpressed
It's like our visit to the moon or to that other star
I guess you go for nothing
if you really want to go that far.
It's like our visit to the moon or to that other star
I guess you go for nothing
if you really want to go that far.
It's like our visit to the moon or to that other star
I guess you go for nothing
if you really want to go that far.
"I never even knew how much I wanted you," she said.
His muscles they were numbered and his style was obsolete.
"O baby, I have come too late." She knelt beside his feet.
"I'll never see a face like yours in years of men to come
I'll never see such arms again in wrestling or in love."
And all his virtues burning in the smoky Holocaust
She took unto herself most everything her lover lost
Now the master of this landscape he was standing at the view
with a sparrow of St. Francis that he was preaching to
She beckoned to the sentry of his high religious mood
She said: "I'll make a place between my legs,
I'll show you solitude."
He offered her an orgy in a many mirrored room
He promised her protection for the issue of her womb
She moved her body hard against a sharpened metal spoon
She stopped the bloody rituals of passage to the moon
She took his much admired oriental frame of mind
and the Heart of Darkness alibi his money hides behind
She took his blonde madonna and his monastery wine
"This mental space is occupied and everything is mine."
He tried to make a final stand beside the railway track
She said: "The art of longing's over and it's never coming back."
She took his tavern parliament, his cap, his cocky dance,
she mocked his female fashions and his working-class moustache.
The last time that I saw him he was trying hard to get
a woman's education but he's not a woman yet
And the last time that I saw her she was living with some boy
who gives her soul an empty room and gives her body joy.
So the great affair is over but whoever would have guessed
it would leave us all so vacant and so deeply unimpressed
It's like our visit to the moon or to that other star
I guess you go for nothing
if you really want to go that far.
It's like our visit to the moon or to that other star
I guess you go for nothing
if you really want to go that far.
It's like our visit to the moon or to that other star
I guess you go for nothing
if you really want to go that far.
Morte di un Uomo di Donne
Traduzione
Traduzione
L'uomo che lei aveva desiderato da sempre stava appeso a un filo
"Non ho mai nemmeno capito quanto ti desiderassi", disse lei
I suoi muscoli si potevano contare e il suo stile era antico
"Tesoro, sono arrivata troppo tardi". Lei si inginocchia ai suoi piedi.
"Non vedrò una faccia come la tua in tutti gli uomini degli anni a venire
non vedrò braccia come le tue in wrestling o in amore"
E tutte le sue virtù bruciano nell'olocausto fumoso
Lei prende su di se buona parte di quello che il suo amante ha lasciato indietro
Ora il maestro di questo paesaggio stava in piedi davanti al panorama
con un passerotto di San Francesco al quale stava facendo la predica
Fece un cenno alla sentinella in maniera molto religiosa
lei disse "Farò posto tra le mie gambe,
ti moostrerò la solitudine".
Lui le offrì un'orgia in molte stanze di specchi
le promise protezione dai problemi del parto
Lei strisciò il suo corpo contro un'appuntito cucchiaio di metallo
fermando il sanguinoso rituale del passaggio della luna.
Lei prese la sua molto apprezzata attitudine orientale
e l'alibi al Cuore di Tenebra che i suoi soldi nascondono
prese la sua Madonna bionda e il vino del monastero
"Questo spazio mentale è occupato da tutto ciò che è mio"
Lui provò un'ultima resistenza nei pressi della ferrovia
lei disse: "L'arte del desiderio è finita e non tornerà mai più"
prese il suo parlamento da bar, il suo cappello e la sua danza impertinente,
prese in giro il fascino femminile di lui e i suoi baffetti borghesi.
L'ultima volta che l'ho visto stava cercando disperatamente
un'educazione femminile ma lui non è ancora una donna
e l'ultima volta che l'ho vista, stava vivendo con un ragazzo
che ha dato alla sua anima una stanza vuota e al suo corpo gioia.
La grande storia è finita ma chi avrebbe mai imamginato
che ci avrebbe lasciati tutti così assenti e profondamente indifferenti
É come la nostra visita alla luna o a quell'altra stella
immagino che non devi avere una ragione per andarci
se davvero vuoi andare così lontano.
É come la nostra visita alla luna o a quell'altra stella
immagino che non devi avere una ragione per andarci
se davvero vuoi andare così lontano.
É come la nostra visita alla luna o a quell'altra stella
immagino che non devi avere una ragione per andarci
se davvero vuoi andare così lontano.
"Non ho mai nemmeno capito quanto ti desiderassi", disse lei
I suoi muscoli si potevano contare e il suo stile era antico
"Tesoro, sono arrivata troppo tardi". Lei si inginocchia ai suoi piedi.
"Non vedrò una faccia come la tua in tutti gli uomini degli anni a venire
non vedrò braccia come le tue in wrestling o in amore"
E tutte le sue virtù bruciano nell'olocausto fumoso
Lei prende su di se buona parte di quello che il suo amante ha lasciato indietro
Ora il maestro di questo paesaggio stava in piedi davanti al panorama
con un passerotto di San Francesco al quale stava facendo la predica
Fece un cenno alla sentinella in maniera molto religiosa
lei disse "Farò posto tra le mie gambe,
ti moostrerò la solitudine".
Lui le offrì un'orgia in molte stanze di specchi
le promise protezione dai problemi del parto
Lei strisciò il suo corpo contro un'appuntito cucchiaio di metallo
fermando il sanguinoso rituale del passaggio della luna.
Lei prese la sua molto apprezzata attitudine orientale
e l'alibi al Cuore di Tenebra che i suoi soldi nascondono
prese la sua Madonna bionda e il vino del monastero
"Questo spazio mentale è occupato da tutto ciò che è mio"
Lui provò un'ultima resistenza nei pressi della ferrovia
lei disse: "L'arte del desiderio è finita e non tornerà mai più"
prese il suo parlamento da bar, il suo cappello e la sua danza impertinente,
prese in giro il fascino femminile di lui e i suoi baffetti borghesi.
L'ultima volta che l'ho visto stava cercando disperatamente
un'educazione femminile ma lui non è ancora una donna
e l'ultima volta che l'ho vista, stava vivendo con un ragazzo
che ha dato alla sua anima una stanza vuota e al suo corpo gioia.
La grande storia è finita ma chi avrebbe mai imamginato
che ci avrebbe lasciati tutti così assenti e profondamente indifferenti
É come la nostra visita alla luna o a quell'altra stella
immagino che non devi avere una ragione per andarci
se davvero vuoi andare così lontano.
É come la nostra visita alla luna o a quell'altra stella
immagino che non devi avere una ragione per andarci
se davvero vuoi andare così lontano.
É come la nostra visita alla luna o a quell'altra stella
immagino che non devi avere una ragione per andarci
se davvero vuoi andare così lontano.
Death of a Ladies’ Man
tablatura e accordi
tablatura e accordi
Capo V
C D
Ah the man she wanted all her life was hanging by a thread
Dm G F C
"I never even knew how much I wanted you," she said
C D
His muscles they were numbered and his style was obsolete
Dm G F C
"O baby, I have come too late." She knelt beside his feet
C D
"I'll never see a face like yours in years of men to come
Dm G F C
I'll never see such arms again in wrestling or in love."
C D
And all his virtues burning in the smokey Holocaust
Dm G F C
She took unto herself most everything her lover lost
Am
Now the master of this landscape he was standing there at the view
Dm
With a sparrow of St. Francis that he was preaching to
Em
She beckoned to the sentry of his high religious mood
Dm /c# C G C
She said, "I'll make a place between my legs, I'll show you solitude."
C D
He offered her an orgy in a many mirrored room
Dm G F C
He promised her protection for the issue of her womb
C D
She moved her body hard against a sharpened metal spoon
Dm G F C
She stopped the bloody rituals of passage to the moon
C D
She took his much admired oriental frame of mind
Dm G F C
And the heart-of-darkness alibi his money hides behind
C D
She took his blonde madonna and his monastery wine
Dm G F C
"This mental space is occupied and everything is mine."
C D
He tried to make a final stand beside the railway track
Dm G F C
She said, "The art of longing's over and it's never coming back."
C D
She took his tavern parliament, his cap, his cocky dance
Dm G F C
She mocked his female fashions and his working-class moustache
Am
The last time that I saw him he was trying hard to get
Dm
A woman's education but he's not a woman yet
Em
And the last time that I saw her she was living with some boy
Dm /c# C G C
Who gives her soul an empty room and gives her body joy
C D
So the great affair is over but whoever would have guessed
Dm G F C
It would leave us all so vacant and so deeply unimpressed
C D
It's like our visit to the moon or to that other star
Dm G F C
I guess you go for nothing if you really want to go that far
C D
It's like our visit to the moon or to that other star
Dm G F C
I guess you go for nothing if you really want to go that far
C D
It's like our visit to the moon or to that other star
Dm G F C
I guess you go for nothing if you really want to go that far
C D
Ah the man she wanted all her life was hanging by a thread
Dm G F C
"I never even knew how much I wanted you," she said
C D
His muscles they were numbered and his style was obsolete
Dm G F C
"O baby, I have come too late." She knelt beside his feet
C D
"I'll never see a face like yours in years of men to come
Dm G F C
I'll never see such arms again in wrestling or in love."
C D
And all his virtues burning in the smokey Holocaust
Dm G F C
She took unto herself most everything her lover lost
Am
Now the master of this landscape he was standing there at the view
Dm
With a sparrow of St. Francis that he was preaching to
Em
She beckoned to the sentry of his high religious mood
Dm /c# C G C
She said, "I'll make a place between my legs, I'll show you solitude."
C D
He offered her an orgy in a many mirrored room
Dm G F C
He promised her protection for the issue of her womb
C D
She moved her body hard against a sharpened metal spoon
Dm G F C
She stopped the bloody rituals of passage to the moon
C D
She took his much admired oriental frame of mind
Dm G F C
And the heart-of-darkness alibi his money hides behind
C D
She took his blonde madonna and his monastery wine
Dm G F C
"This mental space is occupied and everything is mine."
C D
He tried to make a final stand beside the railway track
Dm G F C
She said, "The art of longing's over and it's never coming back."
C D
She took his tavern parliament, his cap, his cocky dance
Dm G F C
She mocked his female fashions and his working-class moustache
Am
The last time that I saw him he was trying hard to get
Dm
A woman's education but he's not a woman yet
Em
And the last time that I saw her she was living with some boy
Dm /c# C G C
Who gives her soul an empty room and gives her body joy
C D
So the great affair is over but whoever would have guessed
Dm G F C
It would leave us all so vacant and so deeply unimpressed
C D
It's like our visit to the moon or to that other star
Dm G F C
I guess you go for nothing if you really want to go that far
C D
It's like our visit to the moon or to that other star
Dm G F C
I guess you go for nothing if you really want to go that far
C D
It's like our visit to the moon or to that other star
Dm G F C
I guess you go for nothing if you really want to go that far