The Rubber Project - One More Cup of Coffee

When I heard that Bob Dylan won the Nobel Prize for Literature I couldn't help but feel a warm sense of delight. I get the controversy surrounding the choice, but to me it makes perfect sense to give the award to the songwriter who introduced me to Dylan Thomas and later to Keats, Rimbaud, and Ginsberg. I first took note of the names when I read a short bio on Dylan but I had the urge to delve into their work after hearing this song, and many other songs by Dylan which paint a story with so much depth, emotion, and playful mystery.
There are quite a few famous Hebrew versions to Dylan: Danny Littany's "Blowing in the Wind" and "Girl from the North Country", Aviv Geffen's "A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall" and Shlomi Shaban's "Mama, You've Been on My Mind, to name just a few, but I really love this version by the Rubber Project. The group actually made a whole album of Dylan songs which they translated but this song isn't included in it. I love how it stays loyal to the original but adds an extra flair, amping the guitar with so much emotion. And it works so perfectly-I can almost smell the finjan-made black coffee.

Original lyrics:

Your breath is sweet
Your eyes are like two jewels in the sky
Your back is straight your hair is smooth
On the pillow where you lie
But I don't sense affection
No gratitude or love
Your loyalty is not to me
But to the stars above

One more cup of coffee for the road
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go
To the valley below.

Your daddy he's an outlaw
And a wanderer by trade
He'll teach you how to pick and choose
And how to throw the blade
He oversees his kingdom
So no stranger does intrude
His voice it trembles as he calls out
For another plate of food.

One more cup of coffee for the road
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go
To the valley below.

Your sister sees the future
Like your mama and yourself
You've never learned to read or write
There's no books upon your shelf
And your pleasure knows no limits
Your voice is like a meadowlark
But your heart is like an ocean
Mysterious and dark.

One more cup of coffee for the road
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go.
To the valley below.