Changing Of The Guards

Текст песни BOB DYLAN - Changing Of The Guards <br/> Sixteen years<br />Sixteen banners united over the field<br />Where the good shepherd grieves<br />Desperate men, desperate women divided<br />Spreading their wings &#039;neath falling leaves.<br /><br />Fortune calls<br />( )<br />I stepped forth from the shadows to the marketplace<br />Merchants and thieves, hungry for power, my last deal gone down<br />She&#039;s smelling sweet like the meadows where she was born<br />On midsummer&#039;s eve near the tower.<br /><br />The cold-blooded moon<br />The captain waits above the celebration<br />Sending his thoughts to a beloved maid <br />Whose ebony face is beyond communication<br />The captain is down but still believing that his love will be repaid.<br /><br />They shaved her head<br />She was torn between Jupiter and Apollo<br />A messenger arrived with a black nightingale<br />I seen her on the stairs and I couldn&#039;t help but follow<br />Follow her down past the fountain where they lifted her veil.<br /><br />I stumbled to my feet<br />I rode past destruction in the ditches<br />With the stitches still mending beneath a heart-shaped tattoo<br />Renegade priests and treacherous young witches<br />Were handing out the flowers that I&#039;d given to you.<br /><br />The palace of mirrors<br />Where dog soldiers are reflected<br />The endless road and the wailing of chimes<br />The empty rooms where her memory is protected<br />Where the angel&#039;s voices whisper to the souls of previous times.<br /><br />She wakes him up<br />Forty-eight hours later the sun is breaking<br />Near broken chains, mountain laurel and rolling rocks<br />She&#039;s begging to know what measures he now will be taking<br />He&#039;s pulling her down and she&#039;s clutching on to his long golden locks.<br />Gentlemen, he said I don&#039;t need your organization, I&#039;ve shined your shoes<br />I&#039;ve moved your mountains and marked your cards<br />But Eden is burning either brace yourself for elimination<br />Or else your hearts must have the courage for the changing of the guards.<br /><br />Peace will come<br />With tranquillity and splendor on the wheels of fire<br />But will bring us no reward when her false idols fall<br />And cruel death surrenders with its pale ghost retreating<br />Between the King and the Queen of Swords.<br />