Bob Dylan - Untitled 6 (I Used t’ Hate Enzo) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

i used t’ hate enzo
i used t’ hate him
so much that i could’ve killed him
he was rotten an’ ruthless
an’ after what he could get
i was sure of that
my beloved one met him
in a far-off land
an’ she stayed longer there
because of him
i croaked with exhaustion
that he was actually makin’ her happy
i never knew him
sometimes i would see him
on my ceilin’
i could’ve shot him
the rovin’ phony
the romantic idiot
i know about guys for
i myself am a guy
poison swings its pendulums
with a seasick sensation
an’ i used t’ want t’ trample on him
i used t’ want t’ massacre him
i used t’ want t’ murder him
i wanted t’ be like him so much
that i ached
i used t’ hate enzo