How many arms have held you
And hated to let you go
How many, how many I wonder
But I really don't want to know
How many lips have kissed you
And set your soul aglow
How many, how many I wonder
But I really don't want to know
So always make me wonder
Always make me guess
And even if I ask you
Darling, don't confess
Just let it remain your secret
But darling, I love you so
No wonder, no wonder, I wonder
Though I really don't want to know
Though I really don't want to know
70年代より始まったマッコイタイナーの新ユニットはアフリカ色のアルバム『サハラ』を発表。そして第二弾がこの『Song for my lady』だ。進化のあげく消滅してしまった亡きコルトレーンの中期の世界への再来を願っていたファンは諸手で歓迎した。『Song for my lady』とはホレス・シルバーの『Song for my father』を連想させる。サックスのソニー・フォーチュンはやや控え目な感じさえするが、ドラムスのアルフォンソ・ムザーンはとにかくうるさい。
No matter what you are
I will always be with you
Doesn't matter what you do, girl
Ooh girl, with you
No matter what you do
I will always be around
Won't you tell me what you found, girl
Ooh girl, want you
(*)
Knock down the old, grey wall
Be a part of it all
Nothing to see, nothing to say, nothing to do
If you would give me all
As I would give it to you
Nothing would be, nothing would be, nothing would be
No matter where you go
There would always be a place
Can't you see it in my face, girl
Ooh girl, want you
(repeat *)
No matter what you are
I will always be with you
Doesn't matter what you do, girl
Ooh girl, with you
Ooh girl, you girl, want you
Ooh girl, you girl, want you.
ニクソンが大統領となって反戦運動、音楽ではサイケデリックがブームになっていた69年。高校生だった小生には大変印象に残ったデザインのアルバム・ジャケットがこれだ。更にグループ名が"It's a beatiful day"とマッチしたネーミング。爽やかな曲想にバイオリンとデュエットの美しい響き。だが実は歌詞はなかなか深い。。。そしてきっとこの時代を代表する一曲だったに違いない。サイケな雰囲気が懐かしいオルガンの出だしがいいですね。
White Bird in a golden cage on a winter's day in the rain
White bird in a golden cage alone
The leaves blow cross the long black road
to the darkened skies in its rage
But the white bird just sits in her cage unknown
White bird must fly or she will die
White bird dreams of the aspen tree
with their dying leaves turning gold
But the white bird just sits in her cage growing old
White bird must fly or she will die
White bird must fly or she will die
The sunsets come The sunsets go
The clouds float by and The earth turns slow
And the young birds eyes do always glow
And she must fly she must fly she must fly
White Bird in a golden cage on a winter's day in the rain
White bird in a golden cage alone
White bird must fly or she will die
White bird must fly or she will die
White bird must fly or she will die
White bird must fly or she will die