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Bob Dylan

Hurricane (8:32)

Rubin Carter era un pugile e divenne un caso. Era imbattibile tanto che per come combatteva sul ring venne chiamato Hurricane. Lui gli avversari li travolgeva tutti come solo un uragano sa fare, non avevano nemmeno il tempo di pensare che già lui li aveva mandati al tappeto, tutti, bianchi o nero che fossero. Rubin Carter però era nero in un'America che ancora si vergognava dei differenti colori della sua pelle. Un nero…

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  • These lyrics freak me out
  • Absolutely fantastic.
  • your original assumption was nonsense. what kind of person does someone have to be to 'deserve' being the subject of a song anyway? If Dylan chose to write this, then Rubin Carter obviously met all necessary criteria to do so
  • @Chumsicles: I am a human being with a brain. Problem?
  • By far the best Bob Dylan song
  • Who are you to say whether or not someone deserves a song?
  • Dylan? I doubt it. Sounds like a karaoke king. If it is really him he was stoned. No passion like there is in the original.
  • Surprised this hasn't been censored yet, lol.
  • Lindsey Stirling has a lot of this violin vibe
  • I hate this song. The dude may have been wrongly convited (maybe), but he is still not the kind of person who deserves a song.

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