My Back Pages — текст песни (Bob Dylan)

My back pages





Crimson flames tied through my ears

Rollin high and mighty traps

Pounced with fire on flaming roads

Using ideas as my maps

"well meet on edges, soon," said i

Proud neath heated brow.

Ah, but I was so much older then,

m younger than that now.



Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth

"rip down all hate," I screamed

Lies that life is black and white

Spoke from my skull. I dreamed

Romantic facts of musketeers

Foundationed deep, somehow.

Ah, but I was so much older then,

Im younger than that now.



Girls faces formed the forward path

From phony jealousy

To memorizing politics

Of ancient history

Flung down by corpse evangelists

Unthought of, though, somehow.

Ah, but I was so much older then,

Im younger than that now.



A self-ordained professors tongue

Too serious to fool

Spouted out that liberty

Is just equality in school

"equality," I spoke the word

As if a wedding vow.

Ah, but I was so much older then,

Im younger than that now.



In a soldiers stance, I aimed my hand

At the mongrel dogs who teach

Fearing not that Id become my enemy

In the instant that I preach

My existence led by confusion boats

Mutiny from stern to bow.

Ah, but I was so much older then,

Im younger than that now.



Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats

Too noble to neglect

Deceived me into thinking

I had something to protect

Good and bad, I define these terms

Quite clear, no doubt, somehow.

Ah, but I was so much older then,

Im younger than that now.