Interpret:

Joan Baez

Album:

Noël

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
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 the queen
Have forsake the courtyard
Fifty-two 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 neighobrs they clap
And they cheer with each blast
Farewell, Angelina
The sky's changing color
And I must leave fast


King Kong, little elves
On the rooftops they dance
Valentino-type tangos
While the makeup man's hands
Shut the eyes of the dead
Not to embarrass anyone
But Farewell, Angelina
The sky's embarrassed
And I must be gone


The machine guns are roaring
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