Gryphen - Bombay street [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

`smart man’ she
Sighed onto glass
Shielding a
Dalmatian
Double
Print

Beneath it
Felt fedora tilted
Brandishing a silk kerchief
Like smooth boasts

Wry half-grin creaked
Beneath a weary gaze
Of faded almond
And burnt wandering

Pulsing spirit tears
Through dog-eared
Celluloid and dust-skinned
Sand-smash into panting
History; painting in flesh
Stroke all that
Made us
Voided and
Familiar

1890’s
Demerara-essequibo
Village
Transplanted

Whimsical root
Growing
Iroko-like
In my brain
Birth fresh
Longings for
Shado benay
Kai-so
And warm foaming
Coves

And after yan-kees
Gone leaving:
Marlboro cool
Echoes of old world
Globalisation and
A tornado of a man
Condenses space into
63 years

The freckled photograph
Stares back
Impish inheritance
Skeletal symmetry
And silence’s mysteries
Mutated

I see:
`sidney - bombay street, st. james
1965’

I see
Your yankee style
Your callous-padded
Grip your
Algebraic mind
Calculate
8 and a half hungry children
That would conspire to
Make you legend
And us
And us
Strangers

Years later
I am walking north
Neilsen ave pre-empts
A january
Sunset

Angel’s breath
Is
Ice origami’s

430

Happenstance
The elevator’s
A time machine i propel with
My best rude-boy
Pose

I slide past
Deposited shards
Of yesteryear:
A steel-spined
Shoulder-bolted auntie

Then an ex-g
Turned sophisticated
Slew ting for
The man dem

It soars
Until doors
Laugh off glassy years
And disbelief

This weekend
This weekend my
Bredrin has his
Son

The twelfth story
Splits and tells curry king
Fish, jesus swag
And bavarian works

Kindred quietudes

Three generations
Unwind in this
Up-rooted
Palace

The prince
On his father’s notebook
Google-spins earth
Into view.

His voice is a glowing
Abrasion grasping
Last fingers
Of day

“hey dad, where were you born?”

When meet eyes
They brim with love
And hurricanes

“boy, you en know dat? you real want an ass cutting.”

Now this time its
The boy’s grandmother
Who sighs:

“bombay street
Port of spain...
St. james
Trinidad
1964”