Поклонникам Дэвида Боуи

Еду домой, слушаю радио.
Объявляют о смерти Дэвида Боуи и ставят SPACE ODDITY.
И вдруг я понимаю, если заменить major на angel, ground control на God's control и еще кое-где кое-что, то история песни переворачивается наизнанку
и обретает совсем иной смысл. И звезды для ангела, вошедшего в тело человека,
выглядят иначе, и двигается он не как обычно, и всем интересно, чью же рубашку он носит... И он застрял надолго...
Не могу не поделиться.


HEAVEN ODDITY

God’s control to angel Tom
God’s control to angel Tom
Take your human pills and wings should not be on
God’s control to angel Tom
Commencing countdown, feelings on
Check your sensing and may My love be with you

Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six, Five, Four, Three, Two, One, get in
This is God’s control to angel Tom
You've really made the grade
And the others want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it's time to live in capsule if you dare 

This is angel Tom to God’s Control
I'm stepping through the door
And I'm moving in a most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today

For here
Am I sitting in a “tin can” ***
Far in human world
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do

Though I'm past one hundred thousand miles
I'm feeling very still
And I think this body knows which way to go
Tell my God I love him very much He knows

God’s control to angel Tom
Your circuit's dead, there's something wrong
Can you hear me, angel Tom?
Can you hear me, angel Tom?
Can you hear me, angel Tom?
Can you...
Here am I still driving my “tin can”
Far beneath the Moon
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do

*** tin can – human body (sad joke)

2016


ОРИГИНАЛ

SPACE ODDITY

Ground Control to Major Tom
Ground Control to Major Tom
Take your protein pills and put your helmet on
Ground Control to Major Tom
Commencing countdown, engines on
Check ignition and may God's love be with you

Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six, Five, Four, Three, Two, One, Lift off
This is Ground Control to Major Tom
You've really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it's time to leave the capsule if you dare

This is Major Tom to Ground Control
I'm stepping through the door
And I'm floating in a most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today

For here
Am I sitting in a tin can
Far above the world
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do

Though I'm past one hundred thousand miles
I'm feeling very still
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go
Tell my wife I love her very much she knows

Ground Control to Major Tom
Your circuit's dead, there's something wrong
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you...

Here am I floating round my tin can
Far above the Moon
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do

1969