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"Every song I have translated is well translated, the one who works on the very difficult songs with me is Dee Shipman. I know her telephone number by heart, and her fax. It goes back and forth - 'No! I don't like this word!' And she comes back and says 'Because you don't understand English!' So I have to convince her and she has to convince me, and the rapport is fantastic." 

- Charles Aznavour

And There Are Trains
(Dee Shipman / Charles Aznavour)

And there are trains
Hot-breathing to the platform-edge of Fate and Time
And men who travel always further than their fare
To somewhere else that's on the border of nowhere
Way down the line

And there are trains
Enveloped in a station pall of dirty greys
Where second-hand despair and hope go side by side
And grizzled engineers who, like the steeds they ride
Knew better days

In every coach
Some smile and others cry in rhythm with the wheels
In hurt or happiness, the foolish and the wise
Their dreams and tears together run from bloodshot eyes
On tracks of steel

In endless trains
Commuter boredom on the slow suburban line
Cold early mornings and the late-to-bed return
Illusions sacrificed for pittances they earn
In daily grind

And there are trains
That gleam and steam in their impatience to be gone
To find the rainbow's end where God's own heaven lies
To taste exotic scented, other worldly skies
And then beyond

And there are trains
That make you long to up and take off down the track
To simply go, and leave the life you know behind
To wipe the past and all it's memories from your mind
And not look back 

In sleeping cars
There's no restraint, no inhibition or regret
It feels so good when night gives blessing without blame
To make love naked with a stranger with no name
That you've just met

I dream of trains
But there's one dream that burns me with exquisite pain
A man whose fire of desire makes me live
The passion and the pleasure only he can give
Drives me insane..........

As from behind he shunts me with the throbbing rhythm
Of the train



ABOVE: Eartha Kitt performs 'There Are Trains' (1994)



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