Original tekst: 1970s - Decade by Decade. Pink Floyd.Nobody Does It Better. Take Me Home, Country Roads.Various. Oversættelse: 1970'erne - Decade efter årti. Forskellige. Klaver, sang og guitar node Nobody Home (Lyric Video)Pink Floyd Cover.From the album "The Nature of Betrayal" Available now on all digital formats.Purchase physical copies here: https: We don't need no education. We don't need no thought control. No dark sarcasm in the classroom. Teacher, leave them kids alone. Hey, teacher, leave them kids alone. All in all it's just another brick in the wall. All in all you're just another brick in the wall. [Pupils from the Fourth Form Music Class Islington Green School, London:] And I've lost my way back home? I think nobody knows, no I said nobody knows Nobody cares It's win or lose, not how you play the game And the road to darkness has a way Of always knowing my name But I think nobody knows No, no Nobody knows, no, no, no, no Baby Oh, the secret's safe with me There's nowhere else in the world that I could ever be Black Sabbath Lyrics: What is this that stands before me? / Figure in black which points at me / Turn 'round quick and start to run / Find out I'm the chosen one / Oh, no! / Big black shape with j7DDwHd. Tekst piosenki I've got a little black book with my poems in Got a bag with a toothbrush and a comb in When I'm a good dog they sometimes throw me a bone in I got elastic bands keeping my shoes on Got those swollen hand blues I've got thirteen channels of shit on the to choose from I've got electric light And I've got second sight I've got amazing powers of observation And that is how I know When I try to get through On the telephone to you There will be nobody home I've got the obligatory Hendrix perm And the inevitable pinhole burns All down the front of my favourite satin shirt I've got nicotine stains on my fingers I've got a silver spoon on a chain I've got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains I've got wild staring eyes And I've got a strong urge to fly But I've got nowhere to fly to Ooooh babe when I pick up the phone There's still nobody home I've got a pair of Gohills boots And I've got fading roots Tłumaczenie piosenki Nikt nie dodał jeszcze tłumaczenia do tej piosenki. 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Najpopularniejsze od Pink Floyd Another Brick in the Wall (Part II) 15,6k {{ like_int }} Another Brick in the Wall (Part II) Pink Floyd I've got a little black book with my poems in Got a bag with a toothbrush and a comb in When I'm a good dog, they sometimes throw me a bone in I got elastic bands keepin' my shoes on Got those swollen-hand blues I got thirteen channels of shit on the to choose from I've got electric light And I've got second sight I got amazing powers of observation And that is how I know When I try to get through On the telephone to you There'll be nobody home I've got the obligatory Hendrix perm And the inevitable pinhole burns All down the front of my favorite satin shirt I've got nicotine stains on my fingers I've got a silver spoon on a chain Got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains I've got wild staring eyes And I've got a strong urge to fly But I got nowhere to fly to Ooh, babe when I pick up the phone (Surprise, surprise, surprise) there's still nobody home I've got a pair of Gohills boots But I got fading roots Lyrics submitted by Demau Senae, edited by nasses321 Nobody Home Lyrics as written by Roger Waters Lyrics © BMG Rights Management Lyrics powered by LyricFind Add your thoughts Log in now to tell us what you think this song means. Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise! Salta al contenuto HOME COPERTINE COLLEZIONE CURIOSITA’ SINGOLI DISCOGRAFIE LYRICS TESTI Nobody HomeAlessandro Pinton2020-05-19T18:29:01+02:00 Testo, Traduzione e Significato di Nobody Home The Wall 1979 Pink Floyd Composta da: Roger Waters The Wall 1979 Pink Floyd Composta da: Roger Waters “Alright, I’ll take care of them part of the time, but there’s somebody else that needs taking care of in Washington” “Who’s that?” “Rose Pilchitt!” “Rose Pilchitt? Who’s that?” (Bambini gridano in sottofondo. Primo piano: “Shut Up!”) “36-24-36 (Risata) does that answer your question?” (“Oh! I’ve got a little black book with me poems in!”) “Who’s she?” “She was ‘Miss Armoured Division’ in 1961 … “ I’ve got a little black book with my poems in. Got a bag with a toothbrush and a comb in. When I’m a good dog, they sometimes throw me a bone in. I got elastic bands keepin my shoes on. Got those swollen hand blues. Got thirteen channels of shit on the to choose from. I’ve got electric light. And I’ve got second sight. And amazing powers of observation. And that is how I know When I try to get through On the telephone to you There’ll be nobody home. I’ve got the obligatory Hendrix perm. And the inevitable pinhole burns All down the front of my favorite satin shirt. I’ve got nicotine stains on my fingers. I’ve got a silver spoon on a chain. I’ve got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains. I’ve got wild staring eyes. And I’ve got a strong urge to fly. But I got nowhere to fly to. Ooooh, Babe when I pick up the phone “Surprise, surprise, surprise…” (dal Gomer Pyle Show) There’s still nobody home. I’ve got a pair of Gohills boots and I got fading roots. “Where the hell are you?” “Over 47 german planes were destroyed with the loss of only 15 of our own aircraft” “Where the hell are you Simon?” (Suono di mitragliatrice, seguito dallo schianto di un aereo) “D’accordo, penserò a loro parte del tempo, ma c’è qualcun altro di cui bisogna aver cura a Washington” “Chi è?” “Rose Pilchitt!” “Rose Pilchitt? Chi è?” (Bambini gridano in sottofondo. Primo piano: “Zitti!”) “36-24-36 (risata) ciò risponde alla sua domanda?” (“Oh! Ho un piccolo libro nero con le mie poesie dentro!”) “Chi è lei?” “Lei fu ‘Miss Divisione Armata’ nel 1961…” Ho un piccolo libro nero con dentro le mie poesie Ho una borsa con dentro uno spazzolino e un pettine Quando faccio il bravo cagnolino, a volte loro mi gettano un osso. Ho elastici che mi tengono su le scarpe Ho quelle gonfie mani blu Ho tredici canali di merda in televisione tra cui scegliere. Ho la luce elettrica E ho una seconda vista. E una fantastica forza di osservazione. Ed è così che so Quando provo a parlare Al telefono con te Non ci sarà nessuno a casa. Ho l’obbligatoria permanente di Hendrix E inevitabili piccole bruciature Su tutto il davanti della mia maglietta satanica preferita. Ho macchie di nicotina sulle mie dita Ho un cucchiaio d’argento su una catena Ho un pianoforte a coda su cui sostenere i miei resti mortali. Ho occhi fissi e selvaggi E ho una forte urgenza di volare Ma non ho alcun posto dove volare Ooooh, piccola quando prendo il telefono “Sorpresa…sorpresa…sorpresa” (dal Gomer Pyle Show) Non c’è ancora nessuno a casa. Ho un paio di stivali Gohills E ho radici che si dissolvono. “Dove diavolo sei?” “Oltre 47 aerei tedeschi sono stati distrutti con la perdita di soli 15 della nostra marina” “Dove diavolo sei Simon?” (Suono di mitragliatrice, seguito dallo schianto di un aereo) Significato di Nobody Home Nessuno ha risposto alla richiesta d’aiuto di Pink (Is There Anybody Out There?) In Nobody Home, Pink riflette sulla sua condizione, e sul passato, con la certezza di essere rimasto da solo. Pink pensa alle semplici cose quotidiane, come il suo libro di poesie (“I’ve got a little black book with my poems in”), spazzolino e pettine sempre in borsa (Pink viaggia molto essendo una rockstar), e le piccole soddisfazioni che ottiene quando è bravo e fa ciò che la gente gli chiede (“When I’m a good dog, they sometimes throw me a bone in”) Nel testo di Nobody Home si capisce l’amarezza per l’esistenza vissuta da Pink. Nella seconda strofa, il protagonista sembra parlare del presente. Le mani gonfie e di un colore bluastro, sintomo di malattia, la televisione a fargli compagnia, la luce elettrica (ciò che basta per vivere) e la sua “seconda vista”. Anche in questo caso si pensa che Waters stia parlando di Syd Barrett e la sua capacità visionaria. Quando era lucido, leader dei Pink Floyd, Syd vedeva, da vero genio. Poi la seconda vista si è trasformata in dipendenza da LSD. Pink si trova ad avere inquietanti bruciature (“pinhole burns”) sulla maglietta, segno forse di qualche sofferenza auto-inflitta, macchie di nicotina sulle dita e un cucchiaio d’argento con catena, chiaro riferimento all’assunzione di eroina. Il pianoforte a coda (“to prop up my mortal remains”) forse rappresenta lo strumento che gli permette di suonare, di tanto in tanto, per sentirsi “vivo” e quindi mortale. Ha voglia di andarsene, Pink, ma sa di non trovare nessuno a casa. Quindi resta lì, nella stanza d’albergo, davanti alla televisione, con occhi sbarrati, selvaggi, da pazzo. L’ultima frase è la sicurezza di aver buttato via il passato (radici dissolte): “I’ve got fading roots” Is There Anybody Out There? Questo sito usa Akismet per ridurre lo spam. Scopri come i tuoi dati vengono elaborati. So ya thought ya Might like to go to the show? To feel the warm thrill of confusion That space cadet glow Tell me, is something eluding you, sunshine? Is this not what you expected to see? If you wanna find out what′s behind these cold eyes You'll just have to claw your way through this disguise Lights! Turn on the sound effects Action! Drop it, drop it on ′em, drop it on them! Writer(s): Roger Waters Lyrics powered by A Great Day For Freedom A New Machine (I) A New Machine (II) A New Machine - Part I A New Machine - Part II A Pillow Of Winds A Saucerful Of Secrets A Spanish Piece A new machine - part 1 A new machine - part 2 Absolutely Curtains Afternoon Alan's Psychedelic Breakfast Alan'ss Psychedelic breakfast Angel of the Morning Another Brick In The Wall (I) Another Brick In The Wall (II) Another Brick In The Wall (III) Another Brick In The Wall (Part 1) Another Brick in the Wall Another Brick in the Wall, Pt. 1 Another Brick in the Wall, Pt. 2 Another Brick in the Wall, Pt. 3 Another Brick in the Wall, Pt. II Another brick in the wall (part 2) Another brick in the wall (part 3) Any Colour You Like Arnold Layne Astronomy Domine Astronomy Domine (The Look of the Week) Atom Heart Mother (Hakone) Atom Heart Mother (Musikforum, Colour) Atom Heart Mother Suite Atom Heart Mother: Father's Shout/Breast Milky/Mother Fore/Funky Dung/M Atomic heart mother Backs to the Wall [The Wall Work in Progress Pt. 2, 1979] [Programme 3] Behold The Temple Of Light Beset By Creatures Of The Deep ('The Journey' Performed At Concertgebouw, Amsterdam, 17 September 1969) Biding My Time Bike Brain Damage Breathe Breathe (In the Air) Breathe (Repise) Breathe (reprise) Brian Damage Bring The Boys Back Home Burning Bridges Butterfly Candy and a Currant Bun Candy and a Current Bun Careful With That Axe, Eugene Chapter 24 Childhood's End Cirrus Minor Cluster One Comfortable numb Comfortably Numb Coming Back To Life Corporal Clegg Country Song Crumbling Land Crying Song Cymbaline Daybreak Dogs Don't Leave Me Now Double O Bo Dramatic Theme Echoes Eclipse Embryo Empty Spaces Fat Old Sun Fearless Flaming Free Four Get Your Filthy Hands Off My Desert Goodbye Blue Sky Goodbye Cruel World Grand Vizier's Garden Party, Pt. 1: Entrance Grand Vizier's Garden Party, Pt. 2: Entertainment Grand Vizier's Garden Party, Pt. 3: Exit Grantchester Meadows Grantchester Meadows (BBC Radio Session, 12 May 1969) Grantchester meadown Great Day for Freedom Green Is The Colour Green is the Colour [Live BBC Radio Session, 12 May 1969] Green is the color Happiest days of our live Have A Cigar Here Comes the Nice Hey Hey Rise Up Hey You High Hopes I'm A King Bee Ibiza Bar If In The Flesh Interstellar Overdrive Introduction Is There Anybody Out There? It Would Be So Nice John Latham Version 2 John Latham Version 8 Jugband Blues Jugband Blues (London Line) Julia Dream Keep Talking Learning To Fly Let There Be More Light Lost For Words Louder Than Words Lucifer Sam Lucy Leave Main Theme Marooned Master of Ceremonies Matilda Mother Matilda Mother (2010 Remix) Money More Blues Mother Mudmen Nightmare Nobody Home Not Now John Obscured By Clouds On The Day The Wall Came Down On The Run On The Turning Away One Of My Turns One Of The Few One Of These Days One Slip One of These Days (French Windows) One of Those Days Outside The Wall Paint Box Paintbox Paranoid Eyes Party Sequence Party sequense Pigs Pigs (Three Different Ones) Pigs On The Wing (I) Pigs On The Wing (II) Pigs on the Wing Pigs on the Wing 1 Pigs on the Wing 2 Pigs on the Wing, Pt. 1 Pigs on the Wing, Pt. 2 Pigs on the wing (Part1) Pigs on the wing (part 2) Point Me At The Sky (BBC Radio Session, 20 December 1968) Point Me at the Sky Poles Apart Pow R. Roc H Pow R. Toc H. Prelude [The Wall Work in Progress Pt. 1, 1979] [Programme 2] [Roger Or Proper Education Proper Education Quicksilver Remember A Day Remember Me Round And Round Round an round Run Like Hell Run Like Hell (Encore) San Tropez Scream Thy Last Scream Seabirds Seamus See Emily Play See Saw Set The Controls For The Heart Of The Sun Several Species Of Small Furry Animals Several species of small .... Sexual Revolution Sheep Shine on You Crazy Diamond (Pt. 2 of a Journey into Your Brain) Shine on You Crazy Diamond, Pt. 1 Shine on You Crazy Diamond, Pt. 2 Shine on You Crazy Diamond, Pts. 1-5 Shine on You Crazy Diamond, Pts. 1-7 Shine on You Crazy Diamond, Pts. 6-9 Shine on you crazy diamond I-V Shine on you crazy diamond VI-IX Signs Of Life Signs of live Song 2 Song 2 (Roger's Boogie) Sorrow Southampton Dock Southamton dock Speak To Me Speak to Me/Breathe Stay Stop Summer '68 Sysyphus (I-IV) Sysyphus (part I-IV) Sysyphus, Pt. 1 Sysyphus, Pt. 2 Sysyphus, Pt. 3 Sysyphus, Pt. 4 Take It Back Take Up Thy Stethoscope And Walk Take up the stethescope and walk Taking it back Talkin' Hawkin' Teacher, Teacher [The Wall Work in Progress Pt. 1, 1979] [Programme 2] Terminal Frost The Beginning The Doctor (Comfortably Numb) [The Wall Work in Progress Pt. 2, 1979] [ The Dogs Of War The Final Cut The Fletcher Memorial Home The Gnome The Grand Vizier's Garden (I-III) The Great Gig In The Sky The Gunner's Dream The Gunners Dream The Happiest Days Of Our Lives The Happiest Days of Our Lives/Another Brick in the Wall The Hero's Return The Last Few Bricks The Narrow Way (I-III) The Narrow Way, Pt. 1 The Narrow Way, Pt. 2 The Narrow Way, Pt. 3 The Nile Song The Post War Dream The Scarecrow The Show Must Go On The Thin Ice The Trial The gold it's in the ... The narrow way (Part III) The narrow way (Parts I-II) The vizier's garden party Thin Ice Things Left Unsaid Time Tonight's the night Two Suns In The Sunset Up The Kyhber Up the khyber Us And Them Us an them Vegetable Man Vera Vera Lynn Waiting For The Worms Walk With Me Sydney We Don't Need No Education Wearing The Inside Out Welcome To The Machine What Do You Want From Me What Shall We Do Now? When You're In When the Tigers Broke Free Wish You Were Here Wish you where here Wot's...Uh the Deal... (Session Photos) Wots...uh the deal Yet Another Movie Young Lust Your Possible Pasts

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