A Academia Sueca por vezes escolhe escritores com nomes impronunciáveis originários de países que ninguém sabe exactamente onde ficam...Desta vez e pela primeira vez escolheu um cantautor: Bob Dylan (sobre o qual escrevi em Algumas Curiosidades Do Mundo Da Música) - É discutível? Como tudo na vida, o facto é que Dylan é a única pessoa que se pode gabar de ter ganho Nobel, Oscar, Globo de Ouro e Grammy, para além de muitos outros prémios e condecorações. A Academia justificou desta forma o prémio: "por ter criado uma nova expressão poética dentro da grande tradição americana da canção”
George Bernard Shaw era até hoje a única pessoa a ter ganho o Nobel da Literatura (1925) e o Oscar (1939).
Recordo "Like A Rolling Stone" com os Rolling Stones de Highway 61 Revisited (ao vivo em 2013) e a versão original
Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People'd call, say
"Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were just all kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't walk so proud
Now you don't talk so loud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Just Like a rolling stone?
You've gone to the finest school
all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you
how to live on the street
And now you find out
you're gonna have to get used to it
You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And ask him do you want to make a deal?
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Just Like a rolling stone?
You never turned around to see the frowns
on the jugglers and the cowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people
get yourkicks for you
You used to ride on chrome horse
with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Just Like a rolling stone?
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
But you'd better lift your diamond ring
you'd better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone
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