Luba The Baroness-Joan Baez

[00:00.00] 作词 : Joan Baez [00:01.00] 作曲 : Joan Baez [00:16.77](Joan Baez) [00:16.98]Luba, it was only the finest wine [00:24.63]Means or no means [00:26.76]Only the finest place to dine [00:32.55]Paris in the sixties [00:34.71]You had three sons [00:40.05]Handsome husband by your side [00:42.75]I flirted with everyone [00:48.21]Your husband, aging but vain [00:50.55]With the ladies was quite renowned [00:55.86]Author of books made famous [00:58.05]On his years in the French Underground [01:03.06]But you, Luba, the Baroness [01:05.94]It was really your blue blood [01:11.46]No one could touch you with kid gloves [01:14.37]And no one ever should [01:20.37]And the hands of little Julian [01:21.72]Will guide you well [01:30.57]Et le pere du petit Sebastian [01:31.38]Vous attend dans le ceil [01:44.37]The youngest son Jerome [01:47.16]Brighter than he could be [01:48.63]Preferred the darkened corners [01:53.16]And was even a little too young for me [01:58.83]Tall and shy and crafty [02:01.08]He was oh so scholarly then [02:06.66]Got married later on [02:08.79]Had a child by the name of Julian [02:16.02]The eldest Jean Francoise [02:17.04]What a mixture of sweetness and snobbery [02:19.47]Milkfed by his mother [02:25.02]On Russian aristocracy [02:29.91]With wits like sabre through silk [02:33.21]He was the wisest one [02:38.64]Married and remarried [02:40.50]Had a child by the name of Sebastian [02:47.40]And the hands of little Julian [02:48.51]Will guide you well [02:57.33]Et le pere du petit Sebastian [02:58.32]Vous attend dans le ceil [03:01.86]Ah my sweet Christophe [03:12.63]You were only seventeen [03:17.43]First family dinners with the gypsies [03:20.10]Finger chimes and tambourines [03:24.90]With candlelit eyes of experience [03:27.93]Oh how you laughed at me [03:33.24]As I became rapidly foolish [03:35.70]Under your gaze and on red burgundy [03:41.25]In sixty-nine your father died [03:48.90]I saw you in the years between [03:49.47]Handsome, impetuous son of the rich [03:53.40]Taking care of your mother, the queen [04:01.44]And you are married now as well [04:05.25]It was inevitable [04:09.36]Three day wedding in the south of France [04:11.73]To an angel named Annabelle [04:33.48]Recently I was in France [04:36.24]I called you on the phone [04:41.34]Caught racing back through memories [04:44.49]Luba was at home [04:48.96]Her voice sounded quite the same [04:51.66]As we touched on the amenities [04:57.36]Suddenly it fell and shattered [04:59.55]Like a thousand broken tiffanies [05:01.41]In November Jean Francoise died [05:02.88]We were all there by his side [05:03.42]Sorry, darling, that I cried [05:19.02]It's hard to keep these things inside [05:21.54]Where are you staying and how's your son? [05:26.88]No, we hardly told anyone [05:29.40]How long are you here, are you with someone? [05:31.38]Hold it, I'll put Christophe on the phone [05:39.93]Ah my sweet Christophe [05:43.47]Same damn voice [05:50.10]Hell of a way to become the eldest son [05:52.68]It's true you had no choice [05:57.33]And you and Annabelle [06:00.27]You must take care of her [06:05.64]Yes, I'll be over later on [06:07.14]And I'll bring my guitar [06:13.71]While going through things afterward [06:18.21]A letter she wrote and never sent [06:21.75]A single phrase stood out to you [06:25.98]These are the words and how it went... [06:35.10]And the hands of little Julian [06:35.88]Will guide you well [06:44.64]Et le pere du petit Sebastian [06:46.05]Nous attend dans le ceil