Jonathan Richman - No-one Was Like Vermeer [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Back in the days of Rembrandt
Back in the time of old Jan Steen
All of them giants of shadow and light
But no-one was like Vermeer

Some paintings smell of joy and sweat
Some paintings plain look so fine
Some paintings are sad and passionate
But Vermeer sends a chill up your spine
Yeah, Vermeer sends a chill up your spine

Vermeer was eerie
Vermeer was strange
He had a more modern colour range
As if born in another age
Like maybe a hundred or so years ago

What's this? A ghost in the gallery?
Great Scot! The Martians are here!
These strange little paintings next to the others
No-one was like Vermeer

Vermeer was eerie
Vermeer was weird
He had his own way of doing things
With the paintings from another era
Another era