Lover Lover Lover: Where is my Gypsy wife tonight?

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The Gypsy's Wife

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 threshing floor
whose darkness deepens in her arms a little more

And where, where is my Gypsy wife tonight?
Where, where is my Gypsy wife tonight?

Ah the silver knives are flashing in the tired old cafe
A ghost climbs on the table in a bridal negligee
She says, "My body is the light, my body is the way"
I raise my arm against it all and I catch the bride's bouquet

And where, where is my Gypsy wife tonight?...

Too early for the rainbow, too early for the dove
These are the final days, this is the darkness, this is the flood
And there is no man or woman who can't be touched
But you who come between them will be judged

And where, where is my Gypsy wife tonight?...

Copyright © 1979 Leonard Cohen
and Sony/ATV Music Publishing Canada Company

Leonard Cohen-Lover Lover Lover 

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, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me,
yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me.

He said, "I locked you in this body,
I meant it as a kind of trial.
You can use it for a weapon,
or to make some woman smile."

Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me,
yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me.

"Then let me start again," I cried,
"please let me start again,
I want a face that's fair this time,
I want a spirit that is calm."

Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me,
yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me.

"I never never turned aside," he said,
"I never walked away.
It was you who built the temple,
it was you who covered up my face."

Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me,
yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me.

And may the spirit of this song,
may it rise up pure and free.
May it be a shield for you,
a shield against the enemy.

Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me,
yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me.

Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me,
yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me.

Numerical Art, Drawings and Painting by Jacqueline Waechter 2010

Leonard Cohen - the gypsy`s wife

Leonard Cohen on The Gypsy's Wife, with live performance (1979)

Traduction de Jean Guiloineau :

L'épouse gitane

Où où où
est ce soir mon épouse gitane ?
J'ai entendu les récits les plus fous;
ce ne peut être vrai.
Mais à qui est cette tête avec laquelle elle danse
sur l'aire de battage ?
A qui est l'obscurité qui dans ses bras
devient plus sombre ?
Et où
Où est mon épouse gitane ce soir ?

Les couteaux d'argent étincellent
dans le vieux café défraîchi
un fantôme grimpe sur la table
dans un déshabillé nuptial.
Elle dit : "Mon corps est la lumière
mon corps est le chemin."
Je lève le bras pour tout arrêter
et je saisis le bouquet de la mariée.
Et où
Où est mon épouse gitane ce soir ?

Trop tôt pour l'arc-en-ciel,
trop tôt pour la colombe.
Ce sont les derniers jours :
Voici l'obscurité et voici le déluge.
Et on ne peut toucher
ni homme ni femme
mais vous qui êtes venu entre eux
vous serez jugé.

Et où
Où est mon épouse gitane ce soir,
Où où où
est mon épouse gitane ce soir ?