Joan Baez ~ Donna, Donna

On a wagon bound for market
dans un wagon rempli pour le marché
There's a calf with a mournful eye
Il y a un veau d'un œil morne
High above him there's a swallow
Au-dessus de lui,une hirondelle
Winging swiftly through the sky
bat des ailes rapidement dans le ciel

How the winds are laughing
Comment les vents rient-ils
They laugh with all their might
Ils rient de toutes leurs forces
Laugh and laugh the whole day through
Rire et rire toute la journée
And half the summer's night
Et la moitié des nuits d’été

Donna, Donna, Donna, Donna
Donna, Donna, Donna, Donna
Donna, Donna, Donna, Don
Donna, Donna, Donna, Don
Donna, Donna, Donna, Donna
Donna, Donna, Donna, Donna
Donna, Donna, Donna, Don
Donna, Donna, Donna, Don

"Stop complaining", said the farmer
"Arrêtez de vous plaindre", dit le fermier
Who told you a calf to be?
Qui vous a dit d’être veau ?
Why don't you have wings to fly with
Pourquoi n'avez-vous pas d'ailes pour voler avec
Like the swallow so proud and free?
Comme l'hirondelle si fière et libre?

How the winds are laughing
Comment les vents rient-ils
They laugh with all their might
Ils rient de toutes leurs forces
Laugh and laugh the whole day through
Rire et rire toute la journée
And half the summer's night
Et la moitié des nuits d’été

Donna, Donna, Donna, Donna
Donna, Donna, Donna, Donna
Donna, Donna, Donna, Don
Donna, Donna, Donna, Don
Donna, Donna, Donna, Donna
Donna, Donna, Donna, Donna
Donna, Donna, Donna, Don
Donna, Donna, Donna, Don

Calves are easily bound and slaughtered
les veaux sont facilement attachés et abattus
Never knowing the reason why
Ne sachant jamais pour quelle raison
But whoever treasures freedom
Mais celui qui chérit la liberté
Like the swallow has learned to fly
Comme l'hirondelle a appris à voler

How the winds are laughing
Comment les vents rient-ils
They laugh with all their might
Ils rient de toutes leurs forces
Laugh and laugh the whole day through
Rire et rire toute la journée
And half the summer's night
Et la moitié des nuits d’été

Donna, Donna, Donna, Donna
Donna, Donna, Donna, Donna
Donna, Donna, Donna, Don
Donna, Donna, Donna, Don
Donna, Donna, Donna, Donna
Donna, Donna, Donna, Donna
Donna, Donna, Donna, Don
Donna, Donna, Donna, Don

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TRACKLIST
01- A Hard Rain's A Gonna Fall 00:11
02- Don't Think Twice, It's All Right 07:50
03- Pretty Boy Floyd 11:05
04- Pauvre Rutebeuf 15:40
05- Colours 19:17
06- Away In A Manger 22:18
07- Banks of the Ohio 24:15
08- Coventry Carol 26:52
09- It's All Over Now, Baby Blue 28:52
10- Old Blue 32:18
11- Sagt Mir Wo Die Blumen Sind 34:53
12- The Cherry Tree Carol 38:58
13- The Trees They Do Grow High 42:26
14- There But For Fortune 45:23
15- Donna, Donna 48:42
16- Farewell Angelina 52:03
17- House Of The Rising Sun 55:19
18- Plaisir d Amour 58:26
19- Pack Up Your Sorrows 01:01:30
20- The Little Drummer Boy 01:04:21

Joan Baez - Suzanne

Concert live de Joan Baez à Paris en 1983

Le 15 juillet 83, Joan Baez avait donné un concert sur la place de la Concorde à Paris. Le thème était la non violence.

Joan Baez AT Notre Dame 1980

the most beautiful of our time. Love and gratitude forever ,Joan Baez.

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Biographie
Enfance
Le père de Joan, Albert Baez (1912-2007), naît à Puebla au Mexique4 du révérend Alberto Baez. Albert a deux ans lorsque son père se convertit du catholicisme au méthodisme pour devenir pasteur aux États-Unis. Il grandit à Brooklyn, où son père prêche à la communauté hispanophone. Il pense devenir pasteur, puis se tourne vers l'étude des mathématiques et de la physique. Il obtient son doctorat de physique à l'université Stanford. Il est le co-inventeur du microscope à rayons X, et l'auteur d'un manuel de physique couramment utilisé aux États-Unis. Il refuse de travailler au « projet Manhattan » pour construire la bombe atomique à Los Alamos. Cette décision aura une influence profonde sur sa fille, la jeune Joan. Il refuse également tout travail dans l'industrie de la Défense pendant la guerre froide.

La mère de Joan Baez, Joan Brydge Baez (1913-2013), est née à Édimbourg, en Écosse. Elle est la deuxième fille d'un prêtre de l'Église épiscopalienne écossaise descendant des ducs de Chandos4.

Les parents de Joan se rencontrèrent lors d'une soirée au lycée de Madison, New Jersey. Après leur mariage, ils vivent en Californie. La famille de Joan Baez se convertit au quakerisme pendant l'enfance de cette dernière4.

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Bob Dylan & Joan Baez - It Ain't Me Babe (Live 1964)

Sad eyed lady of the lowlands - Joan Baez

Joan Baez ~ House Of The Rising Sun

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Joan Baez ~ Farewell Angelina (1965)

Paroles
Farewell, Angelina
The bells of the crown
Are being stolen by bandits
I must follow the sound
The triangle tingles
And the trumpets play slow
But farewell, Angelina
The sky is on fire
And I must go
There's no need for anger
There's no need for blame
There's nothing to prove
Everything's still the same
Just a table standing empty
By the edge of the sea
Means farewell, Angelina
The sky is trembling
And I must leave
The jack and queen
Have forsaked the courtyard
52 gypsies
Now file past the guards
In the space where the deuce
And the ace once ran wild
Farewell, Angelina
The sky is falling
I'll see you in a while
See the cross-eyed pirates sitting
Perched in the sun
Shooting tin cans
With a sawed-off shotgun
And the neighbors, they clap
And they cheer with each blast
But farewell, Angelina
The sky's changing color
And I must leave fast
King Kong, little elves
On the rooftop they dance
Valentino-type tangos
While the make-up man's hands
Shut the eyes of the dead
Not to embarrass anyone
But farewell, Angelina
The sky is embarrassed
And I must be gone
The machine guns are roaring
And the puppets heave rocks
And fiends nail time bombs
To the hands of the clocks
call me any name you like
I will never deny it
But farewell, Angelina
The sky is erupting
I must go where it's quiet

Brothers in Arms est une chanson en Anglais

These mist covered mountains
Are a home now for me
But my home is the lowlands
And always will be
Some day you'll return to
Your valleys and your farms
And you'll no longer burn
To be brothers in arms

Through these fields of destruction
Baptisms of fire
Ive watched all your suffering
As the battles raged higher
And though they did hurt me so bad
In the fear and alarm
You did not desert me
My brothers in arms

There's so many different worlds
So many different's suns
And we have just one world
But we live in different ones

Now the suns gone to hell
And the moons riding high
Let me Bid you farewell
Every man has to die
But its written in the starlight
And every line on your palm
Were fools to make war
On our brothers in arms

Forever Young - Joan Baez

Paroles en Anglais
Forever Young
Traduction en Français
Forever Young
May God bless and keep you always,Puisse Dieu te bénir et te garder toujours,
May your wishes all come true,Puissent tous tes désirs devenir réalité,
May you always do for othersPuisses-tu toujours agir pour les autres
And let others do for you.Et laisser les autres agir pour toi.
May you build a ladder to the starsPuisses-tu élever une échelle aux étoiles
And climb on every rung,Et en gravir chaque échelon,
May you stay forever young,Puisses-tu rester jeune pour toujours,
Forever young, forever young,Jeune toujours, jeune toujours,
May you stay forever young.Puisses-tu rester jeune pour toujours.
May you grow up to be righteous,Puisse-tu grandir et être droit,
May you grow up to be true,Puisse-tu garndir et être sincère,
May you always know the truthPuisse-tu toujours savoir où est la vérité
And see the lights surrounding you.Et voir les lumières autour de toi.
May you always be courageous,Puisse-tu toujours être courageux,
Stand upright and be strong,Rester debout et être fort,
May you stay forever young,Puisses-tu rester jeune pour toujours,
Forever young, forever young,Jeune toujours, jeune toujours,
May you stay forever young.Puisses-tu rester jeune pour toujours
May your hands always be busy,Puisse tes mains être toujours occupées,
May your feet always be swift,Puisse tes pieds être toujours alertes,
May you have a strong foundationPuisse-tu avoir une base solide
Quand les vents du changement tourneront.
When the winds of changes shift.Puisse ton cœur toujours être joyeux,
May your heart always be joyful,Puisse ta chanson toujours être chantée,
May your song always be sung,Puisses-tu rester jeune pour toujours,
May you stay forever young,Jeune toujours, jeune toujours,
Forever young, forever young,Puisses-tu rester jeune pour toujours
May you stay forever young

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Suzanne was written by Leonard Cohen, first as a poem in 1966. Joan often covers that song.

IF YOU LIKE JOAN BAEZ'S MUSIC,

Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river
You can hear the boats go by
You can spend the night beside her
And you know that she's half crazy
But that's why you want to be there
And she feeds you tea and oranges
That come all the way from China
And just when you mean to tell her
That you have no love to give her
Then she gets you on her wavelength
And she lets the river answer
That you've always been her lover
And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you know that she will trust you
For you've touched her perfect body with your mind.

And Jesus was a sailor
When he walked upon the water
And he spent a long time watching
From his lonely wooden tower
And when he knew for certain
Only drowning men could see him
He said "All men will be sailors then
Until the sea shall free them"
But he himself was broken
Long before the sky would open
Forsaken, almost human
He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone
And you want to travel with him
And you want to travel blind
And you think maybe you'll trust him
For he's touched your perfect body with his mind.

Now Suzanne takes your hand
And she leads you to the river
She is wearing rags and feathers
From Salvation Army counters
And the sun pours down like honey
On our lady of the harbour
And she shows you where to look
Among the garbage and the flowers
There are heroes in the seaweed
There are children in the morning
They are leaning out for love
And they will lean that way forever
While Suzanne holds the mirror
And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you know that you can trust her
For she's touched your perfect body with her mind.

Leonard Cohen, first as a poem in 1966