Budapest By Blimp
Thomas Dolby Lyrics
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Now and again they play our tune
In the grip of a tiny hand over a flame
Pale as the phases of the moon ...
In the cafes and shopping malls I see your face
turn into mist on evening dew
but a book and a photograph just aren't the same
there is a train that's leaving soon
...Budapest by Blimp
Over pillars and palaces I'll hold your hand
Until the fog is lifted
May be better you hold me close than understand
How far away I've drifted
In the face of a tragedy too bleak to know
The death of some grand illusion
All the treasure we pilloried, splendour we stole ...
They never told you that in school
KONNYEBB VOLNA TAN FELEDNI
MINT TAVOZASOM ERTENI
MULTBOL EGY KISZAK ITTOTT LAP
EKODBOL INDUL EGY VONAT
...Budapest by Blimp
...Que je voudrais vous presenter, messieurs et dames
Regardez bien, je vous en prie
Here's a map and a diagram, a shrivelled page
Ripped from the book of history
See the priceless antiquity frozen in time
Built on the ashes of the Jews
And for your curiosity, beauty sublime
Signed in the blood of Zulus
Not really a goosestep, more of a limp
...Budapest by Blimp
The lyrics of Thomas Dolby's song "Budapest By Blimp" convey a sense of nostalgia and longing for a lost love, while also touching upon themes of tragedy and history. The first two verses describe how the singer sees reminders of their lost love everywhere they go, with the sound of a familiar tune and the image of their lover's face turning into mist. However, they acknowledge that these reminders are insufficient substitutes for the real thing, as they yearn to be reunited with their lover. The chorus "Budapest by Blimp" serves as a poignant reminder of the distance between them, and in the third verse, the singer reflects on the tragedy of not being able to fully understand the depth of their pain and loneliness. The final lines of the song suggest an awareness of historical atrocities and the impact they have on the collective memory, with a reference to the Jewish community and the Zulu people.
Overall, the lyrics of "Budapest By Blimp" present a complex and layered portrayal of love, loss, and the struggle to reconcile personal feelings with broader historical context. The song is marked by its evocative imagery and poetic language, which contribute to its emotional resonance.
Line by Line Meaning
On the corners of boulevards I call your name
I think about you all the time when I'm out in public
Now and again they play our tune
Sometimes I hear a song that reminds me of you
In the grip of a tiny hand over a flame
I am in a precarious situation
Pale as the phases of the moon ...
I am frightened and vulnerable
In the cafes and shopping malls I see your face
I keep imagining that I'm seeing you everywhere
turn into mist on evening dew
But it's never actually you, just my own delusion
but a book and a photograph just aren't the same
Memories can't replace actual experiences
there is a train that's leaving soon
I need to move on and leave this obsession behind
...Budapest by Blimp
I'm going to make a grand departure
Over pillars and palaces I'll hold your hand
When I think about you, I imagine being together in magnificent settings
Until the fog is lifted
Until I can see clearly again
May be better you hold me close than understand
It's more important to feel comforted than to be understood
How far away I've drifted
I have been pulled far from myself by my infatuation with you
In the face of a tragedy too bleak to know
I am grappling with a sense of existential despair
The death of some grand illusion
Something I once believed in has been destroyed, and I am left reeling
All the treasure we pilloried, splendour we stole ...
All the things we sought and took for granted have lost their value
They never told you that in school
The things we should have been taught are not the things we were taught
KONNYEBB VOLNA TAN FELEDNI
It would be easier to forget than to understand my departure
MINT TAVOZASOM ERTENI
As if understanding why I'm leaving will help anything
MULTBOL EGY KISZAK ITTOTT LAP
The past is fragmented and incomplete
EKODBOL INDUL EGY VONAT
A train departs from a place of great tension
...Budapest by Blimp
I'm going to make an extravagant departure from Budapest
...Que je voudrais vous presenter, messieurs et dames
May I present to you, ladies and gentlemen
Regardez bien, je vous en prie
Please take a good look
Here's a map and a diagram, a shrivelled page
Here are some artifacts, remnants of a past that no longer exists
Ripped from the book of history
Things we never should have forgotten
See the priceless antiquity frozen in time
Things that once had value but are now worthless
Built on the ashes of the Jews
Things we can never undo
And for your curiosity, beauty sublime
Look at all this beauty, but don't forget the cost
Signed in the blood of Zulus
This beauty was paid for with bloodshed
Not really a goosestep, more of a limp
This is a flawed society, not living up to its full potential
...Budapest by Blimp
I'm making a grand departure from Budapest, ending this chapter of my life
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Thomas Dolby
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@robstammers7149
This song is absolutely sublime, an opera nearly in one song, 8.40 minutes of pure genius, deeply layered, musically constructed to perfection. Remains one off my all time favourite Dolby songs.
@Powerpoe
Me too!
@superduck835
This song should be studied by anyone serious about music. Artfully done, always surprising and a gift each time you listen. The man is a genius.
@tomgiles1484
Kathryn Burke He always was meticulous about his arrangements on all of his albums. One of my favorite songs -- melodically, harmonically, and atmospherically -- is "Cruel" (love that breathing/metal clang combo & Eddi Reader -- what a great voice!)
@kevlarshanahan1087
Definitely a musical genius, love love his stuff, always have.
@harrynicholes3166
So many layers.
@garridoescultor
@@harrynicholes3166 Absolutamente
@jmonfri
@@harrynicholes3166 es un esfuerzo distinguir entre la batería y la caja de ritmos. Todo muy sutil, muy bien puesto. Un grande sin dudas.
@drbassface
RIP Bassist Terry Jackson. He sounds great on this. From St Louis and the Ralph Butler Band...I met in Atlantic City, Harah’s. Sweet guy and great player. Passed away in Reba Macintire’s Band plane crash. Also from the Reba gig, his friends from the RB Band, Drummer Tony Saputo and Keyboardist Kirk Cuppello. 🙏
@Katrinawitch
Dolby is sadly considered a 'one hit wonder' in the US, due to the popularity of She Blinded Me With Science. I've always been a fan of his, and his deeper cuts are brilliant. His music is so layered and lush. People are missing out.