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It's four in the morning, the end of December
     I'm writing you now just to see if you're better
         New York is cold, but I like where I'm living
               There's music on Clinton Street all through the evening

      I hear that you're building your little house deep in the desert
           You're living for nothing now. I hope you're keeping some kind of record

        Yes, and Jane came by with a lock of your hair
             She said that you gave it to her
                 That night that you planned to go clear
                       Did you ever go clear?

            Oh, the last time we saw you you looked so much older
                 Your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder
                     You'd been to the station to meet every train
                           But then you came home without Lili Marlene

                And you treated my woman to a flake of your life
                     And when she came back she was nobody's wife

                  I see you there with the rose in your teeth
                       One more thin gypsy thief
                           Well I see Jane's awake
                                 She sends her regard

                      And what can I tell you my brother, my killer?
                           What can I possibly say?
                               I guess that I miss you. I guess I forgive you
                                     I'm glad you stood in my way

                          If you ever come by here
                               For Jane or for me
                                   Well, your enemy is sleeping
                                         And his woman is free

                              Yes, and thanks for the trouble you took from her eyes
                                   I thought it was there for good so I never tried

                                And Jane came by with a lock of your hair
                                     She said that you gave it to her
                                         That night that you planned to go clear

                                      Sincerely, L. Cohen

Famous Blue Raincoat

(1971)

 

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Fotografija - photo: New York  1970 (USA)

 

 

        "Poetry is just the evidence of life.
         If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash."

                                                               Leonard Cohen
         

                 

                          "Poezija je samo trag zivota.
                           Plamti li tvoj zivot, poezija je samo pepeo plamteceg zara."

                                                                                                     Leonard Cohen

 

 

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Leonard Cohen

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(1934 - 2016)