Farewell Angelina, the sky is folding, I'll see you after a while
There is nothing to prove, everything still is the same
The jacks and the queens, they forsake the courtyard
Shut the eyes of the dead, not to embarrass anyone
The camouflaged parrot, he flutters from fear
There is use in talking and there's no need for blame
And the corporals and the neighbors clap and cheer with each blast
Valentino-type tangos while the heroes clean hands
When something he doesn't know about suddenly appears
Farewell Angelina, the sky is flooding over and I must be gone
See the cross eyed pirates sit perched in the sun
Are being stolen by bandits, I must follow the sound
Machine guns are roaring, the puppets heave rocks
Call me any name you like, I will never deny it
Fifty-two gypsies now file past the guard
What cannot be imitated perfect must die
King Kong, little elves and the roof-tops they dance
But farewell Angelina, the sky is trembling and I must leave fast
At misunderstood visions and at the faces of clocks
Publisher: SPECIAL RIDER MUSIC
Songwriters: H Aufray, P Delanoe, Bob Dylan
Shooting tin cans with a sawed off shot gun
A table stands empty by the edge of the stream
Farewell Angelina, the sky is flooding over and I must go where it is dry
But farewell Angelina, the sky is erupting and I must go where it is quiet
Farewell Angelina the bells on the crown
The triangle tingles, the music plays slow
In the space where the deuce and the ace once ran wild
But farewell Angelina, the night is on fire and I must go
But farewell Angelina, the sky is changing colors and I must leave