Bob Dylan - My Own Version of You (Prima traduzione)
Bob Dylan - My Own Version of You - Lyrics All through the summers, into January I've been visiting mosques and monasteries Looking for the necessary body parts Limbs and livers and brains and hearts I'll bring someone to life, is what I wanna do I'm gonna create my own version of you Well, it must be the winter of my discontent I wish you'd've taken me with you wherever you went They talk all night and they talk all day But not for a minute, do I believe anything they say I'm gon' bring someone to life, someone I've never seen You know what I mean, you know exactly what I mean I'll take the Scarface Pacino and The Godfather Brando Mix 'em up in a tank, and get a robot commando If I do it upright and put the head on straight I'll be saved by the creature that I create I'll get blood from a cactus, gunpowder from ice I don't gamble with cards and I don't shoot no dice Can you look ...