[Kalimera]

Jag gillar som sagt texterna ungefär lika mycket som musiken. Men det beror så klart på vad det är för musik. Jag kan uppskattade en låt med harmonier och bra sång även om texten inte säger så mycket.

Mest gillar jag texter som är långa berättelser, som små noveller. Bellman, Taube och Lundell är tre bra svenska exempel på det.

Nästan alla Bob Dylans låtar är små noveller och kan läsas utan att lyssna på musiken. Många gånger är låtarna långa.

The Times They Are A Changing är ett bra exempel på en välkänd Dylanlåt.

Come gather around people, wherever you roam
And admit that the waters around you have grown
And accept it that soon you'll be drenched to the bone
If your time to you is worth savin'
Then you better start swimmin' or you'll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin'

Come writers and critics who prophesize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide, the chance won't come again
And don't speak too soon, for the wheel's still in spin
And there's no tellin' who that it's namin'
For the loser now will be later to win
For the times they are a-changin'

Come senators, congressmen, please heed the call
Don't stand in the doorway, don't block up the hall
For he that gets hurt will be he who has stalled
The battle outside ragin'
Will soon shake your windows and rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changin'

Come mothers and fathers throughout the land
And don't criticize what you can't understand
Your sons and your daughters are beyond your command
Your old road is rapidly aging
Please get out of the new one if you can't lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin'

The line it is drawn, the curse it is cast
The slow one now will later be fast
As the present now will later be past
The order is rapidly fadin'
And the first one now will later be last
For the times they are a-changin'

En mindre känd låt som är riktigt lång, och grymt bra kommer nedan.