Текст Bob Dylan – Trade Winds

Here I stand looking, looking around me
While all around me what do I see
Unhappy faces behind a painted smile
Heartache and loneliness dressed up in modern style

Here I stand looking, looking around me
While all around me what do I see
Young girls who’ll soon become
Streetwalkers in the night
Young boys, the restless breed
Looking for a fight
Children both rich and poor
They’re searching for the truth
And if they don’t find it
God help tomorrow’s youth
We’re caught in the trade winds
The trade winds of our time

Trade winds are blowing, blowing around me
While all around me what do I see
Hatred and jealousy
Brotherhood is dying
Love is the answer
Nobody’s buying
Good people turning bad
Some don’t but they are few
The winds are blowing
The choice is all up to you

Yes we’re caught up in the trade winds
The trade winds of our time
And we are riding on the trade winds
The trade wind of our time

We’re caught up
Caught up in the trade winds, the trade winds of our time

We are riding
Riding on the trade wings, trade winds of our time

We’re caught up
Caught up on the trade winds, the trade winds of our time

And we’re riding
Riding on the trade wings, trade winds of our time

We are riding, yes we’re riding
Trade wings of our time

We’re caught up
Caught up in the trade winds, trade winds of our time

We are riding
We’re riding on the trade wings, trade winds of our time

And we’re caught up
In the trade winds, trade winds of our time

We are riding
Riding on the trade wings, the trade winds of our time