Solveig Slettahjell - Famous blue raincoat [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

It's four in the morning, the end of December
I'm writing you now, just to see if you're better
New York is cold but I like where I'm living
There's music on Clinton Street, all through the evening

I hear that you're building your little house
Deep in the desert, you're living for nothing now
I hope you're keeping some kind of record
Yes, and Jane came by with a lock of your hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear, did you ever go clear?

On the last time we saw you, you looked so much older
Your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder
You'd been to the station to meet every train there
You came home without Lili Marlène

And then you treated my woman to a flake of your life
And when she came back, she was nobody's wife

Well, I see you there with a rose in your teeth
One more thin gypsy thief
Well, I see Jane's away, she sends her regards
And what can I tell you, my brother, my killer?
What can I possibly say? I guess that I miss you
I guess I forgive you, I'm glad you stood in my way

If you ever come by here for Jane or for me
Well, your enemy is sleeping and his woman is free
Yes, and thanks for the trouble you took from her eyes
I thought it was there for good, so I never tried

And Jane came by with a lock of your hair
She said that you gave it to her
The night that you planned to go clear

Sincerely, L Cohen