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  Biograph  (1985)
Lay, Lady, Lay  |  Baby, Let Me Follow You Down  |  If Not for You  |  I'll Be Your Baby Tonight  |  I'll Keep It with Mine  |  The Times They Are A-Changin'  |  Blowin' in the Wind  |  Masters of War  |  The Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll  |  Percy's Song  |  Mixed Up Confusion  |  Tombstone Blues  |  The Groom's Still Waiting at the Altar  |  Most Likely You Go Your Way and I'll Go Mine  |  Like a Rolling Stone  |  Lay Down Your Weary Tune  |  Subterranean Homesick Blues  |  I Don't Believe You (She Acts Like We Never Have Met)  |  Visions of Johanna  |  Every Grain of Sand  |  Quinn the Eskimo (The Mighty Quinn)  |  Mr. Tambourine Man  |  Dear Landlord  |  It Ain't Me, Babe  |  You Angel You  |  Million Dollar Bash  |  To Ramona  |  You're a Big Girl Now  |  Abandoned Love  |  Tangled Up in Blue  |  It's All Over Now, Baby Blue  |  Can You Please Crawl Out Your Window?  |  Positively 4th Street  |  Isis  |  Jet Pilot  |  Caribbean Wind  |  Up to Me  |  Baby, I'm in the Mood for You  |  I Wanna Be Your Lover  |  I Want You  |  Heart of Mine  |  On a Night Like This  |  Just Like a Woman  |  Romance in Durango  |  Senor (Tales of Yankee Power)  |  Gotta Serve Somebody  |  I Believe in You  |  Time Passes Slowly  |  I Shall Be Released  |  Knockin' on Heaven's Door  |  All Along the Watchtower  |  Solid Rock  |  Forever Young
     
It's All Over Now Baby Blue   Todo se acabó, chica triste
You must leave now, 
take what you need, 
you think will last.
But whatever you wish to keep, 
you better grab it fast.
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun,
Crying like a fire in the sun.
Look out the saints are comin' through
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.
  Debes macharte ahora,
coge lo que necesites
y creas que perdurará,
pero sea lo que sea lo que quieras guardar,
más vale que lo agarres pronto.
Allá está tu huérfano con su fusil,
llorando como un fuego en el sol,
cuidado, los santos están llegando
y todo se acabó ya, Chica Triste.
     
The highway is for gamblers, 
better use your sense.
Take what you have gathered from coincidence.
The empty-handed painter from your streets
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets.
This sky, too, is folding under you
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.
  La carretera es para los jugadores,
más te vale ser prudente,
coge lo que por azar hayas reunido,
el pintor de manos vacías de tus calles
dibuja formas sin sentido en tus sábanas,
el cielo también se pliega bajo tus pies
y todo se acabó ya, Chica Triste.
All your seasick sailors,
they are rowing home.
All your reindeer armies, 
are all going home.
The lover who just walked out your door
Has taken all his blankets from the floor.
The carpet, too, is moving under you
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.
  Todos tus marineros mareados
reman hacia casa,
tu ejército de manos vacías, sí,
se marcha a casa,
tu amante que acaba de salir por la puerta
ha recogido todas sus mantas del suelo,
hasta la alfombra se mueve de tus pies
y todo se acabó ya, Chica Triste.
     
Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you.
Forget the dead you've left,
they will not follow you.
The vagabond who's rapping at your door
Is standing in the clothes
that you once wore.
Strike another match, go start anew
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.
  Deja atrás tus escalones,
hay algo que te llama,
olvida los muertos que has dejado,
ellos no te seguirán,
el vagabundo que está llamando a tu puerta
tiene puestas las ropas
que tú llevaste una vez,
enciende una cerilla, empieza de nuevo
y todo se acabó ya, Chica Triste.
 
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