+3 əjdaha
1. *leonard cohen*in *janis joplin* ilə chelsea hotelində yaşadığı gizli sevgini ifadə edən musiqisi. bəlkə sevgi də deyil heç, bir-birlərinə sığınma macərasıdır.tanışlıqları hotelin liftində olub. cohen liftdə rastlaşdığı joplindən kimi axtardığını soruşur, joplin də "*kris kristofferson*u" deyə cavab verir. cohen də "bu gün şanslı günündü, mən krisəm" deyir. qadın inanmasa da, beləcə tanış olurlar, seyrək də olsa görüşməyə başlayırlar, həmişə də eyni ünvanda - chelsea hotel no 2-də. və beləcə bir növ bağlılıq kimi münasibət yaranır aralarında. janis getdikcə məşhurlaşıb, kokain bağımlısı olub və münasibət davam edib bir müddət.
və bir gün janis çıxıb gedir... cohen onun haqqında "*billie holiday*dan bu yana baby sözünü ən gözəl deyən qadın idi, amma çıxıb getdi." sözlərini demişdi.
lyricsdə cohen gözəlliyin deyil, musiqinin önəmli olduğunu qeyd edir:
and clenching your fist for the ones like us
who are oppressed by the figures of beauty
you fixed yourself, you said, "well, never mind
we are ugly but we have the music"
gözəllik fiqurları qarşısında bizim kimi əzilənlər üçün yumruğunu sıxırdın
daha sonra özünü toparlayıb deyirdin:
boş ver, çirkin olsaq da, musiqimiz var...
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)tam mahnı sözləri:
I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel
You were talking so brave and so sweet
Giving me head on the unmade bed
While the limousines wait in the street
Those were the reasons and that was New York
We were running for the money and the flesh
And that was called love for the workers in song
Probably still is for those of them left
Ah, but you got away, didn't you babe?
You just turned your back on the crowd
You got away, I never once heard you say
I need you, I don't need you
I need you, I don't need you
And all of that jiving around
I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel
You were famous, your heart was a legend
You told me again you preferred handsome men
But for me you would make an exception
And clenching your fist for the ones like us
Who are oppressed by the figures of beauty
You fixed yourself, you said, "well, never mind
We are ugly but we have the music"
And then you got away, didn't you baby?
You just turned your back on the crowd
You got away, I never once heard you say
I need you, I don't need you
I need you, I don't need you
And all of that jiving around
I don't mean to suggest that I loved you the best
I can't keep track of each fallen robin
I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel
That's all, I don't even think of you that often
həmçinin (bax: famous blue raincoat)