Field Commander Cohen, he was our most important spy. Wounded in the line of duty, parachuting acid into diplomatic cocktail parties, urging Fidel Castro
Why do you stand by the window Abandoned to beauty and pride The thorn of the night in your bosom The spear of the age in your side Lost in the rages
It's true that all the men you knew were dealers who said they were through with dealing Every time you gave them shelter I know that kind of man It'
And where, where, where is my Gypsy wife tonight I've heard all the wild reports, they can't be right But whose head is this she's dancing with on the
I asked my father, I said, "Father change my name." The one I'm using now it's covered up with fear and filth and cowardice and shame. Yes and lover,
I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm, your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden storm, yes, many loved before us, I know that we
Frankie Lane, he was singing Jezebel I pinned an Iron Cross to my lapel I walked up to the tallest and the blondest girl I said, Look, you don't know
Why don't you try to do without him? Why don't you try to live alone? Do you really need his hands for your passion? Do you really need his heart for
Like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. Like a worm on a hook, like a knight from some old fashioned
Come over to the window, my little darling, I'd like to try to read your palm. I used to think I was some kind of Gypsy boy before I let you take me
One by one, the guests arrive The guests are coming through The open-hearted many The broken-hearted few And no one knows where the night is going And
I've never seen your eyes so wide I've never seen your appetite quite this occupied Elsewhere is your feast of love I know ... where long ago we agreed
Field Commander Cohen, he was our most important spy. Wounded in the line of duty, parachuting acid into diplomatic cocktail parties, urging Fidel
Field Commander Cohen He was our most important spy Wounded in the line of duty Parachuting acid into diplomatic cocktail parties Urging Fidel Castro
Traduzione: Leonard Cohen. Field Commander Cohen.