Intervalo doloroso.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man,
play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy
and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man,
play a song for me,
in the jingle jangle morning,
I'll come followin' you.

Then take me dissappearin'
through the smoke ring of my mind,
down the foggy ruins of time,
far past the frozen leaves,
the haunted, frightened trees,
out to the windy beach,
Far from the twisted rich of
crazy sorrow.
Yes, to dance beneath
the diamond sky
with one hand waving free,
silhouetted by the sea,
circled by the circus sands,
with all memory and fate driven
deep beneath the waves,
leat me forget about today
until tomorrow.