Old Glass

Dit is de oorspronkelijke Engelse tekst uit de tachtiger jaren van ' gebroken glas '

iedereen mag zelf uitmaken welke de beste is, deze of de Nederlandse vertaling

ik heb in die jaren ontzettend veel geschreven vooral in de Engelse taal en ook

teksten voor muziek ik zal er velen van deze aan dit blog ter beoordeling

gaan toe vertrouwen

 

 

 

a glass is getting old, breaking up, goin'to pieces

 

after such pleasures it gave, an old glass

 

so  many memories it has

 

 

and it breaks, can't be replaced

 

all the memories erased, breaking up

 

after so much pleasure it gave

 

 

and it breaks away

 

underneath your fingers

 

memories crushed to flinters

 

it can't be replaced, erasing all the names

 

that held her,  used her, 'till pleasure came

 

yes, it was great

 

 

a short, long life it had,

 

filled up to the rim

 

it was at its best,

 

never said no to a drink

 

never came second best

 

never had any rest

 

 

an' the glass it gave, without any resistance

 

it gave all its life, in an unheard sigh

 

without any sign of fright

 

catching that last light

 

 

an old glass on the shelf

 

crushed to peaces, without shouting 'help '

 

it vanished in to the past

 

without a clash

 

it didn't last

 

 

(c) JR.   tachtiger jaren