Bob Dylan - Gates of Eden (Official Audio)
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- Official Audio for "Gates of Eden" by Bob Dylan
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Lyrics:
Of war and peace the truth just twists
It's curfew gull it glides
Upon four-legged forest clouds
The cowboy angel rides
With his candle lit into the sun
Though its glow is waxed in black
All except when 'neath the trees of Eden
The lamppost stands with folded arms
It's iron claws attached
To curbs 'neath holes where babies wail
Though it shadows metal badge
All and all can only fall
With a crashing but meaningless blow
No sound ever comes from the Gates of Eden
The savage soldier sticks his head in sand
And then complains
Unto the shoeless hunter who's gone deaf
But still remains
Upon the beach where hound dogs bay
At ships with tattooed sails
Heading for the Gates of Eden
With a time-rusted compass blade
Aladdin and his lamp
Sits with Utopian hermit monks
Side saddle on the Golden Calf
And on their promises of paradise
You will not hear a laugh
All except inside the Gates of Eden
Relationships of ownership
They whisper in the wings
To those condemned to act accordingly
And wait for succeeding kings
And I try to harmonize with songs
The lonesome sparrow sings
There are no kings inside the Gates of Eden
The motorcycle black Madonna
Two-wheeled gypsy queen
And her silver-studded phantom cause
The gray flannel dwarf to scream
As he weeps to wicked birds of prey
Who pick up on his bread crumb sins
And there are no sins inside the Gates of Eden
The kingdoms of experience
In the precious winds they rot
While paupers change possessions
Each one wishing for what the other has got
And the princess and the prince
Discuss what's real and what is not
It doesn't matter inside the Gates of Eden
The foreign sun, it squints upon
A bed that is never mine
As friends and other strangers
From their fates try to resign
Leaving men wholly totally free
To do anything they wish to do but die
And there are no trials inside the Gates of Eden
At dawn my lover comes to me
And tells me of her dreams
With no attempts to shovel the glimpse
Into the ditch of what each one means
At times I think there are no words
But these to tell what's true
And there are no truths outside the Gates of Eden
#BobDylan #GatesOfEden #BringingItAllBackHome
I can't tell you how many times I've heard this and it always will blow my mind....those lyrics...the pictures he paints with words are vibrant an intense...pure genius 🔥
I agree: The lyrics are stunningly beautiful and highly complex. However, the message Dylan transmits is actually quite simple. The song plays with what philosophers call degrees of intentionality, that is scaled points of view onto the world. First degree intentionality: How do I see the world? Second degree intentionality: How do I see and interpret others’ views about the world? Third degree: How do I see others’ ways of people seeing the world? Etc.
So, I think Dylan remains basically on the third degree of internationality by letting powerful entities (kings, princes, monks, birds) mock and comment on hierarchically weaker people’s actions or by claiming the knowledge of absolute truth: “Aladdin and his lamp
Sits with Utopian hermit monks
Sidesaddle on the Golden Calf
And on their promises of paradise
You will not hear a laugh”. The narrator himself, on the third degree of intentionality, then reveals the foolishness of those views by claiming that human subjectiveness does not matter outside of paradise (“And there are no truths outside the Gates of Eden” / “It doesn’t matter inside the Gates of Eden”) because the only absolute truth only exists inside the Gates of Eden (“ And there are no truths outside the Gates of Eden”). However, it remains unclear whether the narrator actually believes in the existence of Eden because either a) We will never get there or b) Eden doesn’t exist, so all human experience and sought for truth, especially eschatological truth, is subjective and therefore we will never know the absolute truth, except when we die.
I’m leaving apart Milton and Paradise Lost, obviously.
Thanks bob. You are a master musician and poet. The world is blessed to have you around. Greetings from Michigan, USA
true
Masterpiece lyrics
Love how the world is reunited by Dylan's music
Greetings from Italy
Saluti
@@elianu3817 love from New York
Hello from the US 👍
@ilpoetamortificato1745L'immaginario onirico della canzone risente del linguaggio poetico di William Blake. La poesia astratta descrive una visione da incubo. Ogni strofa fornisce una descrizione diversa di una società decadente.
Anche se il titolo della canzone stessa sembra riferirsi alla speranza del paradiso ("il giardino dell'Eden"), non esiste nessun paradiso nel luogo descritto nel brano. Al contrario, le immagini evocano uno scenario di corruzione e decadenza. Oliver Trager interpreta Gates of Eden come l'affermazione da parte di Dylan che una "cieca fede in una vita dopo la morte e nel perdono associato ad essa è la bugia più grande in quanto causa compiacenza nella vita terrena". Anche il giornalista e critico musicale Robert Shelton fornisce un'interpretazione simile della canzone.Carolyn Bliss fece notare come il concetto espresso nella canzone fosse che l'Eden è dentro di noi. Qualsiasi altro paradiso è solo una finzione, e il perseguimento ossessivo di esso porta potenzialmente alla morte dello spirito".
@@dado2249 Excellent!
Possibly the greatest song ever, on possibly the greatest album ever.
Edward Lionheart...yes indeed!!!
My Sister introduced me to Bob Dylan. She had this album. I was 4 years old. Maggie’s Farm was much more entertaining than Old McDonald Had A Farm!
Not sure about the greatest, but certainly the most incomprehensible one.
close, but i would nominate Its Alright Ma
@@billlloyd4029 you might be right.
Don’t let this song scare you.
What do you mean by that
@@davyroger3773 Dylan said it himself to the audience after he performed it at a concert in 1964, shortly after he wrote it and before it had been released on an album.
It doesnt scare me, just wonder what its supposed to mean.
Because it will go on much further than any of our breathes shall take us
Thank you, Bob for sharing all this videos with the old songs of Bob Dylan. I can feeling all feeling with Bob sang... with his soul... as this song Gates of Eden.🙏🌼🎸💖🙏
Theyll be discussing for a while methinks.The Prince and Princess discussing whats real and whats not.🎉🎉🎉There are no troots outside the gates of Eden.Love the Lyrics and the music.I keep listening and discovering more.What a life?Could it get any better?🎉🎉🎉
One of the best people I have had the privilege of knowing sadly did not live to see his passionately held convictoon validated. He always maintained that Bob Dylan was unquestionably the most significant English language poet of the 20th century. He had the means and the intellect to become a university Professor or a judge but after he completed his degree he trained as a social worker and devoted his life to helping homeless people and people released from prison to readjust to society, winning awards for running the best social project in the UK. He also loved literature, was a part time rare and antiquarian book dealer and wrote poetry, short stories and a novel. We lost him before his time in a road accident in 2007. He was 34. He would have loved to know about the Nobel prize. I hope he does know where he is. it would be nice if Bob knew how highly he was appreciated by such a true honest fine human being.
I claim no achievements to rival those of your friend, but I can say that Bob Dylan - and this song in particular - influenced my attitudes to the functioning of life at this level more than anybody else did.
Whom did we lost???
Who are you talking about???
Dylan's atill alive!!!
I don't know about Dylan winning the Nobel Prize , I just don't , Tarantula is a turgid fiasco
HAIL to who you refer in your comment. HAIL to you, for letting their spirit continue to "Live", by telling a bit of that person's time here, in this earthly realm. Thank You. (Is their a reason their's no mention of this extraordinary person's name?... just curious...
Loved your comment...and sending a prayer for you and your friend....that MAYBE , just maybe , the Great Man might randomly decide to read a few comments , and comes across yours . It could happen !! ALL HAIL , indeed , our GREAT POET !!!
A 'B' side that blew me away when I played it when I was 11 years old. I had never heard anything like it.
I was 11 too when I first heard this mysterious song, the B side of Like a rolling stone and... it was like falling in love, all the world around me changed forever
I bought this 45 at a sale the school library was having.
I might have been 13.
I felt exactly the same as you.
I only wish that I could write songs as terrific as this one is.
I still haven’t heard anything like it. Dylan is wholly unique.
You guys are lucky. What a wild thing to put this on your record player for the first time
Same here. I was 11 also when I heard this!
One of my favourite songs, not to mention albums..... and artists. Thank you. Hello from Japan 🗾🗻🎌
The 1st verse alone is filled with such fantastic imagery: "Of war and peace the truth just twists, it's curfew gull it glides. Upon four-legged forest clouds the cowboy angel rides. With his candle lit into the sun, though it's glow is waxed in black..."
The images blow me away every time I hear it. They're monumental.
sixth greetings from the Czech republic. Thank you for all your words, mr. Dylan
What a divinely inspired song. What a gift God gave Bob Dylan. Thank you for sharing your mind with us, Bob. It is much appreciated; and will be for many years to come.
Bob Dylan doesn't believe in God.
He's a Talmudist.
Some amazing live versions 1992/3 his vocals are weary and sad and takes this version to a different place ... all are amazing
And there are no truths outside the gates of eden
It is confusing outside The Gates of Eden. I think “Desolation Row” starts right there.
So why are angels standing guard, not letting anyone back in
@@jayr526
It's not time 🕊️
Awesome! Thank you Bobby.
Third greetings from SPAIN 🇪🇦🎸🎼🎶🎶
Bob Dylan the best ever no one could ever compare to this man's beautiful intelligent mind the man is a genius his songs will live forever, too understand you know too soon.
First GRETING FROM CROATIA 👋🏻🇭🇷
Why am I listening to this? I have it on CD, album and cassette. It's on my phone, my laptop and my desktop. I clicked on it without thinking, and now there's no way I can stop it until it gets to the end...
This along with "It's Alright Ma" are your masterpieces, Bob.
I'd add Tangled Up In Blue and make it a triad!!
I remember looking this song up months ago. Wasn't very easy to find. I'll give Universal Music credit for putting this stuff on here. Bob's catalog deserves to be available to everyone at any time. He is a treasure in the truest sense for the inspiration and encouragement and solace provided to countless minds.
Love this 🎶❤
Thanks Bob
"The motorcycle black Madonna
Two-wheeled gypsy queen"
Don't you just want to see her?
Cool song! Greetings from Ukraine
Hello Dear, it’s nice meeting you on here!
Yes his music does indeed unite us...the best to Bob from Indiana, 🇺🇸
In addition to being a masterpiece itself, this song was the ancestor of "Desolation Row"
🙏
Me too. My dad had the "rolling stone" single and I found this B side a total revelation...at 11 !! God bless
I bought the single, and my dad heard me listening to the B side and said 'Call that music?'
RIP dad, but you were wrong about Dylan.
Gates of eden is a heavy influence on my songwriting and makes me very emotional. " the lonely sparrow sings ? " God thank you for BOB DYLAN
The first little record I ever had from Bob, believe I had to turn it over halfway the lyrics that took me anyway: he became my all time hero for almost 60 years!
That classy-looking lady on the album cover was the wife Albert Grossman, Dylan's manager at the time.
Класс! Кайф!
Я люблю американский рок, европейский рок-н-ролл, дикий и беспощадный русский Фри- джаз(Ганелин-Чекасин), авангард- вкусный и разный,... Курёхина, обожаю (аутентизм в барокко-полтора века музыки барокко,контртеноров,) Моцарта, торчу от блюза, песен Шуберта, психоделик блюз-рока Grateful dead❤, российский психодел- группы Пикник с прекрасным поэтом Шклярским и этнические шаманские песнопения, прочую аутентичную этнику;ирландцев, шотландцев, некоторые русские и украинские песни в натуральном миноре,этнику Африки,дулук Армении, кифару Греции, некоторые этюды и фантазии Листа, Джимми божественного Хендрикса
.................... И Боба Дилана❤❤
Peace to you friend.
When I was in college in 1978, I would smoke up and listen to only Dylan. Have bought all his albums and books.
My guru
Gates of Eden
에덴의 문
Bringin' it all Back Home (1965)
Of war and peace the truth just twists
전쟁과 평화 속에서 진실은 비틀어지지
Its curfew gull just glides
통금 시간에는 갈매기가 날아다니고
Upon four-legged forest clouds
4개의 다리가 달린 숲 위의 구름 위에는
The cowboy angel rides
카우보이 천사가 타고 있지
With his candle lit into the sun
그 촛불은 태양을 향해 불을 붙였고
Though its glow is waxed in black
그 불빛은 검은색으로 덧칠되어 있지만
All except when 'neath the trees of Eden
촛불은 환하게 빛날 것이라네. 에덴의 나무 아래에서
The lamppost stands with folded arms
가로등은 자신의 팔을 접은 채 서 있는데
Its iron claws attached
그것의 강철로 된 발톱은
To curbs 'neath holes where babies wail
버려진 아이들이 우는 구멍 아래 보도에 붙어 있지
Though it shadows metal badge
구멍에는 쇳조각 배지가 그림자를 드리우지만
All and all can only fall
모두가 할 수 있는 일은 단지
With a crashing but meaningless blow
요란하지만 의미없는 소리 속에 파묻혀 사는 길 뿐이네
No sound ever comes from the Gates of Eden
에덴의 문에서는 아무런 소리도 들려오지 않지
The savage soldier sticks his head in sand And then complains
무정한 병사는 그 머리를 모래에 박네 그리고 불평을 하지
Unto the shoeless hunter who's gone deaf
귀머거리가 되어 버린 맨발의 사냥꾼에게 말이야
But still remains
그러나, 그는 여전히 남아 있다네
Upon the beach where hound dogs bay
사냥개들이 으르렁거리는 그 해변 위
At ships with tattooed sails Heading for the Gates of Eden
문신을 한 선원들이 에덴의 문을 향해 나아가는 배 위에서
With a time-rusted compass blade
녹슨 나침반 바늘과 함께
Aladdin and his lamp
알라딘과 요술 램프는
Sits with Utopian hermit monks
유토피아의 은둔 수도승과 함께 앉아 있지
Side saddle on the Golden Calf
금송아지 위에 놓인 안장
And on their promises of paradise
천국으로 갈 것이라는 그 약속 위의 안장 위에서
You will not hear a laugh
그 위에서는 웃음 소리가 들려오지 않을 것이라네
All except inside the Gates of Eden
에덴의 문에서는 그러지 않을 거야
Relationships of ownership
소유의 관계들은
They whisper in the wings
날개 속에서 속삭이지
To those condemned to act accordingly
그에 맞춰 행동하고
And wait for succeeding kings
제왕의 계승자를 기다리는 것 때문에 비난받는 이들에게 속삭여
And I try to harmonize with songs
그리고 난 노래로서 조화하려 한다
The lonesome sparrow sings
외로운 참새가 지저귀고
There are no kings inside the Gates of Eden
에덴의 문 안에는 제왕은 없다네
The motorcycle black madonna
오토바이 위의 검은 성모는
Two-wheeled gypsy queen
두 바퀴의 집시 여왕이야
And her silver-studded phantom cause
은색 단추를 단 성모의 유령과 함께
The gray flannel dwarf to scream
회색 플란넬 옷을 입은 난쟁이가 소리지르게 만드네
As he weeps to wicked birds of prey
먹이 때문에 사악한 새들에게 애원을 하지만
Who pick up on his bread crumb sins
새들은 난쟁이의 죄를 저질러 얻은 빵 부스러기를 가져가
And there are no sins inside the Gates of Eden
에덴의 문 안에 죄악은 없다네
The kingdoms of Experience
경험으로 이루어진 왕국은
In the precious wind they rot
귀중한 바람 속에서 썩어버리네
While paupers change possessions
그동안 빈민들은 다른 사람들이 가진 것 중
Each one wishing for what the other has got
원하는 재산을 가져가 버리고
And the princess and the prince
공주와 왕자는
Discuss what's real and what is not
무엇이 진실이고, 무엇이 아닌지에 대해 의논하지만
It doesn't matter inside the Gates of Eden
에덴의 문 안에서, 그런 것은 중요하지 않다네
The foreign sun, it squints upon
이국의 태양, 그것은 언제나
A bed that is never mine
남의 침대를 비추네
As friends and other strangers
친구들, 다른 행인들은
From their fates try to resign
운명을 직감하고 떠나려 하네
Leaving men wholly, totally free
사람들은 완전히 자유롭게 남겨져
To do anything they wish to do but die
어떤 것이든 하려 하지만, 결국 죽어버린다네
And there are no trials inside the Gates of Eden
에덴의 문 안에서는 아무 재판도 없다네
At dawn my lover comes to me And tells me of her dreams
새벽에 애인이 내게 다가와 꿈을 말해 주지
With no attempts to shovel the glimpse
무얼 의미하는지를 보여주는 틈새를
Into the ditch of what each one means
파고 들어가려는 시도도 없이 그렇게 하지
At times I think there are no words
매 시간마다 나는, 여기에는 말이 없지만
But these to tell what's true
무엇이 진실인지를 말하는 사람들은 있다고 느껴
And there are no truths outside the Gates of Eden
에덴의 문 밖에는 아무런 진실도 없어
Thank god this is finally up on RUclips!!!!!
yes
Second greeting from Australia, i dont think it matters where ya from Bob Dylans music and songs cover all walks and cultures of humans
So true🎉🎉🎉I'm from Australia too.Greetings fellow Aissie.
Favorite Dylan song
I've exhausted all the adjectives in praising this man.Been with him the whole way.God given.
There used to be a RUclips video of this song with clear pictorial depictions of each of the details referenced in this song, made these cryptic lyrics much easier to follow. Where did this video go?
Dylan: Ya era hora de publicar esta canción. Te tardaste mucho, tú o la disquera. Deja a un lado la tacañería y lo miserable.
¡Buen paso! The Times They Are A-Changin'
Brilliant. Just brilliant.
❤ prophecy
Of one his most underrated songs. Dylan at his most prophetic
A song that empowered my work from the time I first heard this song and this album!
Give yourself to something..and you won't get it back.
Collegiate level poetry ❤️. Bob struck a vein of gold
There will never be again something like bobby around here for a very long time
Nope. They come along every 500 years or so, maybe. Feel blessed to have been alive at the same time as this incredible poet.
A favorite of mine , I've been listening to this song for twenty five years now , such amazing lyrics . Definitely one of the best songs ever written .
I see all the songs on side B of this album circling a similar theme, something like exit. From the ultimately meaningless exercise of trying to give meaning to your life, by preaching a message, calling out injustice, pointing out hypocrisy, etc. In this song and It's Alright Ma, he finds us all to be doomed, to follow leaders, to repeat our mistakes, to sin, to embrace ignorance and worship false idols. In a certain way, he's giving up. "There is no sense in trying" he says, and "there are no truths outside the gates of Eden." But also, there's ironically a feeling of hopefulness, of freedom. It's alright ma, it's life and life only. Let me forget about today until tomorrow. Strike another match, go start anew. Shedding off the problems and worries of our world, everywhere outside the gates of Eden, allows you to find the freshness in life again, to take a trip on a magic swirling ship, to follow the tambourine man with one hand waving free, silhouetted by the sea, to make no effort to shovel a glimpse into the ditch of what each dream means.
First album I bought on vinyl.
If you haven't been stupid..don't fret; you'll get your chance.
Only Bob …
This song is haunting, I love the lyrics
Of war and peace the truth just twists, its curfew gull, it glides
Upon four-legged forest clouds the cowboy angel rides
With his candle lit into the sun, though its glow is waxed in black
All except when 'neath the trees of Eden
The lamppost stands with folded arms, its iron claws attached
To curbs 'neath holes where babies wail, though it shadows metal badge
All and all can only fall with a crashing but meaningless blow
No sound ever comes from the Gates of Eden
The savage soldier just sticks his head in sand and then complains
Unto the shoeless hunter who's gone deaf, but still remains
Upon the beach where hound dogs bay at ships with tattooed sails
Heading for the Gates of Eden
With a time-rusted compass blade, Aladdin and his lamp
Sits with Utopian hermit monks, sidesaddle on the Golden Calf
And on their promises of paradise you will not hear a laugh
All except inside the Gates of Eden
Relationships of ownership, they whisper in the wings
To those condemned to act accordingly and wait for succeeding kings
And I try to harmonize with songs the lonesome sparrow sings
There are no kings inside the Gates of Eden
The motorcycle black Madonna, two-wheeled gypsy queen
And her silver-studded phantom cause the gray flannel dwarf to scream
As he weeps to wicked birds of prey who pick upon his bread crumb sins
And there are no sins inside the Gates of Eden
The kingdoms of experience, in a precious winds they rot
While paupers change possessions,
Each one wishing for what the other has got
And the princess and the prince discuss what's real and what is not
It doesn't matter inside the Gates of Eden
The foreign sun, it squints upon a bed that is never mine
As friends and other strangers from their fates try to resign
Leaving men wholly,
Totally free to do anything they wish to do but die
And there are no trials inside the Gates of Eden
At dawn, my lover comes to me and tells me of her dreams
With no attempts to shovel the
Glimpse into the ditch of what each one means
At times I think there are no words but these to tell what's true
And there are no truths outside the Gates of Eden
4 thumbs up^....
Imagine memorizing tunes like this one, Desolation Row, Jack of Hearts & not stuffin 'em up @ some point?
Impressive indeed....
Poet
Ozymandius prefers I not notice the hidden messages in the lyrics.
Not sure this was entirely successful as a narrative work. Still, when did anyone ever hear a song like this in popular music either before or after? Wholly unique
Quentin Tarantinos book sent me
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"Gates of Eden"
Bob Dylan
[Verse 1]
Of war and peace the truth just twists
Its curfew gull it glides
Upon four-legged forest clouds
The cowboy angel rides
With his candle lit into the sun
Though its glow is waxed in black
All except when 'neath the trees of Eden
[Verse 2]
The lamppost stands with folded arms
Its iron claws attached
To curbs 'neath holes where babies wail
Though it shadows metal badge
All and all can only fall
With a crashing but meaningless blow
No sound ever comes from the Gates of Eden
[Verse 3]
The savage soldier sticks his head in sand
And then complains
Unto the shoeless hunter who's gone deaf
But still remains
Upon the beach where hound dogs bay
At ships with tattooed sails
Heading for the Gates of Eden
[Verse 4]
With a time-rusted compass blade
Aladdin and his lamp
Sits with Utopian hermit monks
Sidesaddle on the Golden Calf
And on their promises of paradise
You will not hear a laugh
All except inside the Gates of Eden
[Verse 5]
Relationships of ownership
They whisper in the wings
To those condemned to act accordingly
And wait for succeeding kings
And I try to harmonize with songs
The lonesome sparrow sings
There are no kings inside the Gates of Eden
[Verse 6]
The motorcycle Black Madonna
Two-wheeled gypsy queen
And her silver-studded phantom cause
The gray flannel dwarf to scream
As he weeps to wicked birds of prey
Who pick up on his bread crumb sins
And there are no sins inside the Gates of Eden
[Verse 7]
The kingdoms of Experience
In the precious winds they rot
While paupers change possessions
Each one wishing for what the other has got
And the princess and the prince discuss
What's real and what is not
It doesn't matter inside the Gates of Eden
[Verse 8]
The foreign sun, it squints upon
A bed that is never mine
As friends and other strangers
From their fates try to resign
Leaving men wholly, totally free
To do anything they wish to do but die
And there are no trials inside the Gates of Eden
[Verse 9]
At dawn my lover comes to me
And tells me of her dreams
With no attempts to shovel the glimpse
Into the ditch of what each one means
At times I think there are no words
But these to tell what's true
And there are no truths outside the Gates of Eden
"Gates of Eden"
Bob Dylan
[Verse 1]
Of war and peace the truth just twists
Its curfew gull it glides
Upon four-legged forest clouds
The cowboy angel rides
With his candle lit into the sun
Though its glow is waxed in black
All except when 'neath the trees of Eden
[Verse 2]
The lamppost stands with folded arms
Its iron claws attached
To curbs 'neath holes where babies wail
Though it shadows metal badge
All and all can only fall
With a crashing but meaningless blow
No sound ever comes from the Gates of Eden
[Verse 3]
The savage soldier sticks his head in sand
And then complains
Unto the shoeless hunter who's gone deaf
But still remains
Upon the beach where hound dogs bay
At ships with tattooed sails
Heading for the Gates of Eden
[Verse 4]
With a time-rusted compass blade
Aladdin and his lamp
Sits with Utopian hermit monks
Sidesaddle on the Golden Calf
And on their promises of paradise
You will not hear a laugh
All except inside the Gates of Eden
[Verse 5]
Relationships of ownership
They whisper in the wings
To those condemned to act accordingly
And wait for succeeding kings
And I try to harmonize with songs
The lonesome sparrow sings
There are no kings inside the Gates of Eden
[Verse 6]
The motorcycle Black Madonna
Two-wheeled gypsy queen
And her silver-studded phantom cause
The gray flannel dwarf to scream
As he weeps to wicked birds of prey
Who pick up on his bread crumb sins
And there are no sins inside the Gates of Eden
[Verse 7]
The kingdoms of Experience
In the precious winds they rot
While paupers change possessions
Each one wishing for what the other has got
And the princess and the prince discuss
What's real and what is not
It doesn't matter inside the Gates of Eden
[Verse 8]
The foreign sun, it squints upon
A bed that is never mine
As friends and other strangers
From their fates try to resign
Leaving men wholly, totally free
To do anything they wish to do but die
And there are no trials inside the Gates of Eden
[Verse 9]
At dawn my lover comes to me
And tells me of her dreams
With no attempts to shovel the glimpse
Into the ditch of what each one means
At times I think there are no words
But these to tell what's true
And there are no truths outside the Gates of Eden
Played this as a B side back in the day. My dad came in and said 'That's not music' or something similar. Those were the days...
Many years after, a furry troubador used to sit with guitar on the Grass of Lompoc, playing this and other Dylan songs, , in the time beflre the great p?agues.
I have forgotten his name, a failure of mine -
but i have forgotten the names of girlfriends who left, within a few weeks time.
Only one , after all, still clings; and i heard she died last fall in Bob's natal Hibbing.
Only the strange dark rhymes of Dylan remain.
I'm still sure we all live inside the gates of Eden.
I'm 48 and I'm STILL blown away by these lyrics
If you can understand them please explain to all of us!
Well I'm 78 and I have been listening and been mesmerized by Bob Dylan's lyrics since I was 16. He is a true wordsmith.
78 here.
A comments section with desperate attempts to prove who’s been listening to Dylan longest & who understands him & who doesn’t?
The elders should know better when they’re thinking that they’re impossibly at one with Dylan & the younger in this case naive is the best word for it, but you’re not as naive as the elders, you’re still naive very much so but the naive elders are coming across much more naive than your naive selves!
The side of the vinyl album that this is from has, in order: Mr Tambourine Man, It's All Right Ma I'm Only Bleeding, Gates Of Eden, and It's All Over Now, Baby Blue.
I think that is what rock writers refer to as a tour de force.
I can't help thinking these tracks would have been better with a band behind him, though. Still, Dylan's always been about transition, and I suppose this era was one of many. It's hard to imagine where rock music would have gone without him now. And I do mean rock - he was nothing like a folk singer after the third album.
Give me Bob angst, can't stand toxic positivity, tell it how it is xxx
The first Dylan song I ever heard. 20 yeas later and it's still just as hard hitting, still makes me yell the lyrics while I sing, still trying to nail it on guitar 😂
Bought this album this year. My first vinyl. Aged 40😂
Thank you so much, Bob!
true
De guerra e paz a verdade apenas torce, seu toque de recolher gaivota, ela desliza
Of war and peace the truth just twists, its curfew gull, it glides
Sobre as nuvens da floresta de quatro patas, o anjo cowboy cavalga
Upon four-legged forest clouds the cowboy angel rides
Com sua vela acesa ao sol, embora seu brilho seja encerado em preto
With his candle lit into the sun, though its glow is waxed in black
Todos, exceto quando 'sob as árvores do Éden
All except when 'neath the trees of Eden
O poste está com os braços cruzados, suas garras de ferro presas
The lamppost stands with folded arms, its iron claws attached
Para conter os buracos onde os bebês choram, embora sombreie o distintivo de metal
To curbs 'neath holes where babies wail, though it shadows metal badge
Tudo e todos só podem cair com um golpe estrondoso, mas sem sentido
All and all can only fall with a crashing but meaningless blow
Nenhum som vem dos Portões do Éden
No sound ever comes from the Gates of Eden
O soldado selvagem apenas enfia a cabeça na areia e depois reclama
The savage soldier just sticks his head in sand and then complains
Para o caçador descalço que ficou surdo, mas ainda permanece
Unto the shoeless hunter who's gone deaf, but still remains
Na praia onde cães de caça latem para navios com velas tatuadas
Upon the beach where hound dogs bay at ships with tattooed sails
Rumo aos Portões do Éden
Heading for the Gates of Eden
Com uma bússola enferrujada pelo tempo, Aladdin e sua lâmpada
With a time-rusted compass blade, Aladdin and his lamp
Senta-se com monges eremitas utópicos, montado de lado no Bezerro de Ouro
Sits with Utopian hermit monks, sidesaddle on the Golden Calf
E em suas promessas de paraíso você não ouvirá uma risada
And on their promises of paradise you will not hear a laugh
Todos, exceto dentro dos Portões do Éden
All except inside the Gates of Eden
Relações de propriedade, eles sussurram nos bastidores
Relationships of ownership, they whisper in the wings
Aos condenados a agir de acordo e esperar pelos reis sucessores
To those condemned to act accordingly and wait for succeeding kings
E eu tento harmonizar com as canções que o pardal solitário canta
And I try to harmonize with songs the lonesome sparrow sings
Não há reis dentro dos Portões do Éden
There are no kings inside the Gates of Eden
A motocicleta negra Madonna, rainha cigana de duas rodas
The motorcycle black Madonna, two-wheeled gypsy queen
E seu fantasma cravejado de prata faz o anão de flanela cinza gritar
And her silver-studded phantom cause the gray flannel dwarf to scream
Enquanto ele chora pelas perversas aves de rapina que escolhem seus pecados de migalhas de pão
As he weeps to wicked birds of prey who pick upon his bread crumb sins
E não há pecados dentro dos Portões do Éden
And there are no sins inside the Gates of Eden
Os reinos da experiência, em ventos preciosos eles apodrecem
The kingdoms of experience, in a precious winds they rot
Enquanto os indigentes trocam de posses
While paupers change possessions
Cada um desejando o que o outro tem
Each one wishing for what the other has got
E a princesa e o príncipe discutem o que é real e o que não é
And the princess and the prince discuss what's real and what is not
Não importa dentro dos Portões do Éden
It doesn't matter inside the Gates of Eden
O sol estrangeiro aperta os olhos sobre uma cama que nunca é minha
The foreign sun, it squints upon a bed that is never mine
Como amigos e outros estranhos de seus destinos tentam renunciar
As friends and other strangers from their fates try to resign
Deixando os homens totalmente
Leaving men wholly
Totalmente livres para fazer o que quiserem, exceto morrer
Totally free to do anything they wish to do but die
E não há julgamentos dentro dos Portões do Éden
And there are no trials inside the Gates of Eden
Ao amanhecer, minha amante vem até mim e me conta seus sonhos
At dawn, my lover comes to me and tells me of her dreams
Sem nenhuma tentativa de cavar o
With no attempts to shovel the
Vislumbre na vala o que cada um significa
Glimpse into the ditch of what each one means
Às vezes eu acho que não há palavras além dessas para dizer o que é verdade
At times I think there are no words but these to tell what's true
E não há verdades fora dos Portões do Éden
And there are no truths outside the Gates of Eden
I want them to play this song on my burial hoping I can hear it from inside the casket.lol
Be sure they put your earbuds in while they are fully charged.
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One of Bob's deeper probes into the existence of God and man's precarious position. Love it. If you've ever really questioned the existence of God, and suffered for it, you will appreciate this song.
The song was written about indigestion, actually.
Good works won't get you in the gates
Man named all the animals at the Gates of Eden
The motorcycle, black madonna, two-wheeled gypsy queen . . .
My first, so only, wife..
I am the gray flannel dwarf
Of war and peace the truth just twists, its curfew gull, it glides
Upon four-legged forest clouds the cowboy angel rides
With his candle lit into the sun, though its glow is waxed in black
All except when 'neath the trees of Eden
The lamppost stands with folded arms, its iron claws attached
To curbs 'neath holes where babies wail, though it shadows metal badge
All and all can only fall with a crashing but meaningless blow
No sound ever comes from the Gates of Eden
The savage soldier just sticks his head in sand and then complains
Unto the shoeless hunter who's gone deaf, but still remains
Upon the beach where hound dogs bay at ships with tattooed sails
Heading for the Gates of Eden
With a time-rusted compass blade, Aladdin and his lamp
Sits with Utopian hermit monks, sidesaddle on the Golden Calf
And on their promises of paradise you will not hear a laugh
All except inside the Gates of Eden
Relationships of ownership, they whisper in the wings
To those condemned to act accordingly and wait for succeeding kings
And I try to harmonize with songs the lonesome sparrow sings
There are no kings inside the Gates of Eden
The motorcycle black Madonna, two-wheeled gypsy queen
And her silver-studded phantom cause the gray flannel dwarf to scream
As he weeps to wicked birds of prey who pick upon his bread crumb sins
And there are no sins inside the Gates of Eden
The kingdoms of experience, in a precious winds they rot
While paupers change possessions
Each one wishing for what the other has got
And the princess and the prince discuss what's real and what is not
It doesn't matter inside the Gates of Eden
The foreign sun, it squints upon a bed that is never mine
As friends and other strangers from their fates try to resign
Leaving men wholly
Totally free to do anything they wish to do but die
And there are no trials inside the Gates of Eden
At dawn, my lover comes to me and tells me of her dreams
With no attempts to shovel the
Glimpse into the ditch of what each one means
At times I think there are no words but these to tell what's true
And there are no truths outside the Gates of Eden
His complicated Jewishness emerged so many times. This Song Is so biblical and brings US to Eden, Adam and Eve. Very cool
This song is deep.
Just like ME❤
The Godfather of Rock.
Has anyone else noticed that the verse beginning with “The kingdoms of experience…” is a plot summary of Shakespeare’s “Winter’s Tale”?
It's amazing how little we (people) have learned about life and how to treat one another. How bright is the future for you ??? I have learned to trust in Jesus, so praise God!
The savage soldier sticks his head in sand and then complains
Unto the shoeless hunter who's gone deaf, but still remains
Upon the beach where hound dogs bay at ships with tattooed sails
Heading for the Gates of Eden.....
❤
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Early Bad Ass Bob Dylan! 'The Motorcycle Black Madonna..
No caduca
In my opinion, Bob Dylan IS The Grandfather of Rock.
Well put on that "most favorite Dylan song..." comment! heh heh heh...
bread crumb sins
Profound!!!
❤
Wondrous
:D
Gates of Eden? More like Gates of Hell.
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Obrigado Bob, greetings from Portugal.
I am 75, I have been listening to Bob since the beginning, since 1963 when I was 17. Gates of Eden probally his very best. "There are no kings inside the Gates of Eden" JESUS is the only King. Inside the Gates of Eden, No Man Made Utopia will ever happen, Only JESUS Saves. John 3:16-17
I dont remember Jesus being in eden, only god, satan , and the two protagonists of the story. Your jesus figure comes much later
@@davyroger3773 Jesus Christ is God and Creator and omnipresent so He was inside the Gates of Eden and warned them not to eat of the forbidden fruit from the Tree of Life because their eyes would be opened and they would know good and evil. Knowing their fate in advance He observed how Satan deceived Eve who ate of the forbidden fruit who then deceived Adam who also ate which led to the fall of mankind. The last line is the ultimate statement - "there are no truths outside the Gates of Eden!". Dylan played the devil's advocate all his life blowing hot and cold. He once claimed to be a Messianic Jew who gave his life to Christ as documented on his Slow Train Coming and Saved albums but then later claimed to have made a deal with the devil! However you see him, as he has his detractors, he is an enigmatic artist who wrote some of the greatest songs in rock history. This being one of them.
It’s Alright Ma (I’m only bleeding) is also masterpiece
The lyrics of this song seem very pretentious, as if Dylan was purposely trying to condescend over his listeners with lyrics that make no sense but supposedly sound profound and sophisticated.
Me too.
LaSalle St or Wall St....