… da me še vedno ljubiš?
Ljubezenski odnos se nikoli zares ne konča.
Tudi, ko dva ne živita več skupaj, živita naprej drug v drugem. Kdo ve, morda, nekoč, nekje pa se romanca ponovno prebudi. Še v tem življenju. Mogoče kdaj kasneje. Enkrat. Kdo ve.
A v tej pesmi se moški ne sprašuje o tem. Moški, ki je v tem trenutku odtujen od ženske, po vsej verjetnosti še živi z njo. Pred kratkim se je zbudil iz daljše čustvene otopelosti in se zavedel, da jo je odrival od sebe. Spomnil se je kako sta začela, kako sta takrat čutila in sedaj pristopa k njej z vprašnjem: “Ali je mogoče, da me še vedno ljubiš?” Sprašuje jo če še ni prepozno, sprašuje jo, če bi še zaplesala z njim njun stari ples.
V odnosu, ki še tli, je priklic spominov na ljubezen, ki je nekdaj gorela, lahko zelo močan in skoraj vedno vpliva na ponovno prebujenje. Le te spomine je treba znati oživiti. In pravi moški to znajo.
Velika v tej pesmi je sposobnost moškega, da prepozna v ženski tisti zadnji tleči plamen ljubezni, ji prizna, da tudi on še čuti, da čuti toliko do nje, kot ne bo nihče nikoli čutil, jo spomni kako močna je bila njuna ljubezen.
Ko ji ponuja, da jo ponovno poiščeta, jo hkrati roti, naj ga ne zapušča. Ženska mora biti že zelo blizu razhoda in on to prepoznava. Je pa največ vredno, da moški nekaj ukrene ob tem spoznanju. Četudi mu verjetno ne bo uspelo, vseeno prosi za zadnjo priložnost. In to je res največ kar lahko naredi v tem trenutku.
Kar v tej pesmi še posebej zadane so rahločutnost, pristnost, ton in eleganca, ki so del aranžmaja skladbe. Tom Barman, ki je pesem napisal, mi je priznal, da je zgodbo doživel na lastni koži. In to se še kako čuti.
The plan it wasn’t much of a plan
I just started walking
I had enough of this old town
Had nothing else to do
It was one of those nights
You wonder how nobody died
We started talking
You didn’t come here to have fun
You said: “well I just came for you”
But do you still love me?
Do you feel the same
Do I have a chance
Of doing that old dance
With someone I’ve been
Pushing away
And touch we touched the soul
The very soul, the soul of what we were then
With the old schemes of shattered dreams
Lying on the floor
You looked at me
No more than sympathy
My lies you have heard them
My stories you have laughed with
My clothes you have torn
And do you still love me?
Do you feel the same
And do I have a chance
Of doing that old dance again
Is it too late for some of that romance again
Let’s go away, we’ll never have the chance again
You lost that feeling
You want it again
More than I’m feeling
You’ll never get
You’ve had a go at
All that you know
You lost that feeling
So come down and show
Don’t say goodbye
Let accusations fly
Like in that movie
You know the one where Martin Sheen
Waves his arm to the girl on the street
I once told a friend
That nothing really ends
No one can prove it
So I’m asking you now
Could it possibly be
That you still love me?
And do you feel the same
Do I have a chance
Of doing that old dance again
Is it too late for some of that romance again
Let’s go away, we’ll never have the chance again
I take it all from you
I take it all from you
I take it all from you
I take it all from you
I take it all from you
I take it all from you
