camerado

• yine mark knopfler ve yine sailing to philadelphia, nam- diger sarap, albumunden bonus bir parca.
  
  western muziklerine calan bir havasi olmasina ve yeknesak bir tempoda ilerlemesine ragmen, knopfler pasanin icli sesi, kemanin huzun dolu gecisi ve gitarlarin romantik seslensleri ile birlikte parca alip baska alemlerde, nezih bir ortamda oksuyor insanin ruhunu.
  
  sozlerini yazmasam duramam :
  
  “camerado,
  see that cloud across the sun
  there aint too many places left to run
  there was a time when we go anywhere the wind would blow
  camerado
  
  camerado,
  they are fencing off the range
  i hate to hear the wistle of the train
  the next thing you know they want your pistol and your tobaco
  camerado
  
  got a piece of forty-four on fire in my cheast
  out here on the mesa i will rest
  if you can hand me down that wiskey from my sadel roll
  camerado
  
  now the light is dying in the sky
  that ain't gotta bother you or i
  seen enough to dying, almost know all that there is to know
  camerado
  
  now you had best light out and ride
  there's pretty women on the other side
  see ya in sabinas you'll be free as air in mexico
  camerado”
  
  (bkz: camarade)
• bence en az what it is kadar şahane bir parça. mark bazen çok garip kararlar veriyor. bu şarkı dahi albüme giremiyor.