Crimson flames tied through my ears, rollin’ high and mighty traps Pounced with fire on flaming roads using ideas as my maps „We’ll meet on edges, soon, “ said I, proud ‘neath heated brow Ah, but I was so much older then, I’m younger than that now Dilanova pjesma My Back Pages ima refren koji djeluje baš onako besmisleno dilanovski – bio sam toliko stariji tada, da sam mlađi od toga danas. Nisam neki prevodilac…
"My Back Pages"