Текст песни Tori Amos — Ireland (Driving in My SAAB)
"Ireland"
Drivin' in my Saab
On my way to Ireland
It's been a long time
It's been a long time
Drivin' with my friends
On my way to Ireland
It's been a long time
It's been a long time
So when I was out
In the desert
And a cowboy
Tried to lasso me
He said your red
And made of clay
A virgin portrait
I let him wake me
But decided not to stay
Drivin' in my Saab
On my way to Ireland
It's been a long time
It's been a long time
Drivin' with my friends
On my way to Ireland
It's been a long time
It's been a long time
Next in New York
I fell out with a dragon
Of the white collar kind
But just as ferocious
I remembered Macha
Running faster than the horses
Then an encounter with
A voice that caressed me
Drivin' in my Saab
On my way to Ireland
It's been a long time
It's been a long time
Drivin' with my friends
On my way to Ireland
It's been a long time
It's been a long time
Wasn't it you who
Held off a surrender
To one spoiled nun
Who taught you the names
Of the mountains
On the moon
And then a Jesuit
Proceded to arrange your soul
While I prayed
On my knees
Drivin' in my Saab
On my way to Ireland
It's been a long time
It's been a long time
Drivin' with my friends
On my way to Ireland
It's been a long time
It's been a long time
So when I was out
In the desert
And a cowboy
Tried to lasso me
He said your red
And made of clay
A virgin portrait
I let him wake me
But decided not to stay
Drivin' in my Saab
On my way to Ireland
It's been a long time
It's been a long time
Drivin' with my friends
On my way to Ireland
It's been a long time
It's been a long time
Next in New York
I fell out with a dragon
Of the white collar kind
But just as ferocious
I remembered Macha
Running faster than the horses
Then an encounter with
A voice that caressed me
Drivin' in my Saab
On my way to Ireland
It's been a long time
It's been a long time
Drivin' with my friends
On my way to Ireland
It's been a long time
It's been a long time
Wasn't it you who
Held off a surrender
To one spoiled nun
Who taught you the names
Of the mountains
On the moon
And then a Jesuit
Proceded to arrange your soul
While I prayed
On my knees
Текст добавил: Андрей Курышев
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Песня «Ireland (Driving in My SAAB)» Тори Эймос — это путешествие на автомобиле через жизненные эпизоды и воспоминания. В тексте песни она описывает свое путешествие в Ирландию в своем Saab и размышляет о прошлых событиях. Она вспоминает встречу с ковбоем в пустыне, которая не оставила у нее следов, и встречу в Нью-Йорке с «драконом белого воротничка». Она также вспоминает Маху, богиню скорости, и момент, когда голос ее коснулся.
Песня обыгрывает тему ностальгии и стремления к новым приключениям. Эймос воспевает свое путешествие и встречи, которые она пережила, оставаясь верной своим идеалам и вере. Текст песни отражает ее интроспективное и мечтательное состояние в пути, искренне передавая ее эмоции и переживания.