Soho
Bert Jansch Lyrics


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Come walk the streets of crime
And colour bright the corners
Of love with the earth

See the dazzling nightlife grow
Beyond the dawn and burning
In the heart of Soho
Hear the market cries
And see their wares displayed
Through the window of your soul

Come watch the naked dance
That spins before your very eyes
Naked like the sun

Step inside where men before
Have drunk to fill to senseless
Till the dreams fade and die

And free and easy
Does the blood red wine come flowing
From the glass to your veins

And the midday dream is silent
Thou gardens where you're resting
From the troubles of your mind

And though the sun is burning brightly
All within the gardens
Are the sleeping oris dead

And through the afternoon




The buzzing bees do harmonise
Through the rushing sale daylight

Overall Meaning

The song "Soho" by Bert Jansch is a reflective narrative on the bustling area of Soho in London. The lyrics transport the listener to the streets where crime meets love, and the corners are bursting with life. With vivid imagery, Jansch invites us to witness the dazzling nightlife that thrives beyond dawn and watch the market traders display their wares through the window of our souls. We also see a naked dance that spins before our eyes, free of inhibition and unencumbered by society's constraints.


As the song progresses, Jansch takes us on a journey through the various states of mind that Soho can induce. We see people drinking until they're senseless, and dreams fade and die. The blood-red wine flows free and easy, and as it sates our desires, we slip into a midday dream that provides respite from the troubles of our mind. However, even in the peaceful gardens, where the sun is burning brightly, the oris are sleeping or dead, which seems to symbolize the transitory nature of life.


Overall, "Soho" is a beautifully crafted tribute to a place that, despite its many flaws, continues to enchant and captivate people. Jansch's poetic lyrics capture the essence of the area with nuance and sensitivity, painting a picture of a place where life spills out onto the streets in all its unvarnished glory.


Line by Line Meaning

Come walk the streets of crime
Join me in exploring the seedy side of town


And colour bright the corners
Let’s bring color and life to these dreary alleys


Of love with the earth
Let’s infuse these dirty streets with love and humanity


See the dazzling nightlife grow
Be amazed as the night deepens and Soho comes to life


Beyond the dawn and burning
Even as the sun starts to rise and the heat intensifies


In the heart of Soho
Right in the middle of this vibrant neighborhood


Hear the market cries
Listen to the vendors hawking their wares


And see their wares displayed
Observe the goods being proudly presented for sale


Through the window of your soul
Look deep inside yourself and contemplate what you see


Come watch the naked dance
Let’s witness the raw and uninhibited dancing going on


That spins before your very eyes
That is so captivating you can hardly look away


Naked like the sun
As unashamed and uninhibited as the blazing sun


Step inside where men before
Let us enter the establishment where many have gone before us


Have drunk to fill to senseless
Where they have indulged until they could no longer think or feel


Till the dreams fade and die
Until their aspirations and ambitions are no longer relevant


And free and easy
In this place, everything is casual and carefree


Does the blood red wine come flowing
The wine here is endless and intense


From the glass to your veins
Drinking here is like injecting wine straight into your bloodstream


And the midday dream is silent
As the afternoon sun beats down, everything is quiet and still


Thou gardens where you're resting
In the cool shade of the garden where we’re taking a break


From the troubles of your mind
Away from the stress and worries that plague our minds


And though the sun is burning brightly
Despite the searing heat of the afternoon sun


All within the gardens
Everything within this tranquil oasis


Are the sleeping or is dead
Is either asleep or no longer living


And through the afternoon
As the afternoon carries on


The buzzing bees do harmonise
The bees contribute their own melody to the symphony of the afternoon


Through the rushing sale daylight
As the day rushes by in a flurry of activity and bright sunlight




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: BERT JANSCH

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