From the recording The Courtier's Manuscript

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Lyrics

I'LL TELL YOU WHY TOMORROW
translation of "Ya the explicaré mañana", poem by Gabriel Celaya adapted to music

Girl, there's no need to speak, we're both sad.
Through the window you can see the sky
where the earth ends.
The light widens and birds sing and fly
across oblivion.
Girl, what are you thinking?

Me, I’m dreamin’ of our times
As they could have been
Feel for our times
Or at least as they seemed

Girl, what are you thinking?
Girl, what are you thinking about?
Through the window you can see the world
where the sky ends
Through the window you can see the world
where our life ends

Girl, what are you thinking?
Girl, what are you thinking about?
Give me a glass, I badly need a drink
Oh! Give me a glass, I badly need a drink . . .
I will tell you why tomorrow.

Brian Campbell: translation and musical adaptation of poem; voice, guitar
Christopher BJ Smith: trombone
Pierre Sainte Marie: arrangements, midi percussions and keyboards, sound design, recording engineering