Текст песни «Bob Dylan - Chimes Of Freedom»

- Bob Dylan, circa.1963

[as taken off the record, Another Side Of Bob Dylan)

Far between sundown's finish and midnight's broken toe
We ducked inside the doorway as thunder went crashing
As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds
Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing
Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight;
Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight.
And for each and every underdog soldier in the night
And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing

Through the city's melted furnace unexpectedly we watched
With faces hidden as the walls were tightening
As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowing rain
Dissolved into the bells of lightning
Tolling for the rebel, tolling for the rake
Tolling for the luckless, the abandoned and forsaked.llin
Tolling for the outcasts burning constantly at stakes
And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing

Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail
The sky cracked its forms in naked wonder
And the clinking of the churchbells blew far into the breeze
Leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder
Striking for the gentle, striking for the kind
Striking for the guardians and protectors of the mind
And the poet and the painter far behind his rightful time
And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing

In the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales
For the disrobed faceless forms of no position
Tolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts
All down in taken-for-granted situations
Tolling for the deaf and blind, tolling for the mute
For the mistreated mateless mother, the mistitled prostitute
For the misdemeanor of law, chained and cheated by pursuit
And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing



Even though a cloud's white curtain in a far off corner flared
And the hypnotic, splattered mist was slowly lifting
Electric light still struck like arrows fired but for the ones
Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting
Tolling for the searching ones on this speechless, seeking trail
For the lonesome hearted lovers with too personal a tale.
And for each unharmful, gentle soul misplaced inside a jail
And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing



Starry eyed and laughing as I recall when we were caught
Trapped by no track of hours, for they hang suspended
As we listened one last time, and we watched with one last look
Spellbound and swallowed 'til the tolling ended
Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed
For the countless, confused, accused, misused strung out ones and worse...
And for every hungup person in the whole wide universe
And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing