“…Man dreams one day to fly
A man takes a rocket ship into the skies
He lives on a star that’s dying in the night
And follows in the trail
The scatter of light…”
Bono introduce la sesta traccia dell’album “All That You Can Leave Behind” raccontando al suo pubblico come questa sia la canzone che Joey Ramone amava farsi suonare, solo pochi mesi prima, nel suo letto d’ospedale.
E’ questa infatti l’ultima canzone che Joey ascoltò “And that’s an amazing thing for somebody who grow up as a fun of Joey Ramone!”
Prosegue dicendo che questa canzone, che in effetti aveva scritto dopo essersi ubriacato, è stata così trasformata “Into a gospel song, I think”. (Continua dicendo qualcosa di sicuramente molto significativo ma che purtroppo non sono in grado di tradurre. Rimarrà soltanto significativo).
Pare che quella sera Bono, decisamente ubriaco, abbia incontrato una sua vecchia fiamma. I suoi amici lo persero di vista e il giorno dopo “In A Little While” era stata scritta.
“In a little while
Surely you’ll be mine
In a little while I’ll be there
In a little while
This hurt will hurt no more
I’ll be home, love
When the night takes a deep breath
Surely you’ll be mine
In a little while I’ll be there
In a little while
This hurt will hurt no more
I’ll be home, love
When the night takes a deep breath
And the daylight has no air
If I crawl, if I come crawling home
WiIl you be there
In a little while
I won’t (be) blow by every breeze
Friday night running
To Sunday on my knees
That girl, that girl
She’s mine
And I’ve know her since
Since you were a little girl
With Spanish eyes
Oh, when I saw her
In a pram they pushed her by
My, how you’ve grown
Well it’s been
It’s been a little while
Slow down my beating heart
Man dreams one day to fly
A man takes a rocket ship into the skies
He lives on a star that’s dying in the night
And follows in the trail
The scatter of light
Turn it on
Turn it on
You turn me on
Slow down my beating heart
Slowly, slowly love
Slow down my beating heart…”
If I crawl, if I come crawling home
WiIl you be there
In a little while
I won’t (be) blow by every breeze
Friday night running
To Sunday on my knees
That girl, that girl
She’s mine
And I’ve know her since
Since you were a little girl
With Spanish eyes
Oh, when I saw her
In a pram they pushed her by
My, how you’ve grown
Well it’s been
It’s been a little while
Slow down my beating heart
Man dreams one day to fly
A man takes a rocket ship into the skies
He lives on a star that’s dying in the night
And follows in the trail
The scatter of light
Turn it on
Turn it on
You turn me on
Slow down my beating heart
Slowly, slowly love
Slow down my beating heart…”
Buon ascolto e buona giornata!
Chiara