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إتهام أديل بسرقة فكرة أغنية "هالو" !!


الأربعاء 2015/11/04

سنوب - بيروت 

الأربعاء في 4/11/2015

بعد غيابها عن الساحة الفنية لفترة عادت النجمة أديل بأغنية نالت إعجاب الآلاف حيث تصدرت المراتب الأولى في المشاهدة والتحميل والإستماع في أول 10 أيام من إصدارها.

إلا أن  الكثيرون قارنوا أغنية أديل  HELLO  بأغنية قديمة تعود للفنان توم وايتس كان قد أصدرها عام 1973 بعنوان Martha. فتبين أن كلمات أغنية أديل ووايتس متقاربة جداً إضافة لموضوع الأغنية الذي يتمحور حول قيام أديل في منتصف الليل بالإتصال بحبيبها السابق تسأله إذا كان يريد مقابلتها كي يتخطيا المشاكل التي مرا بها. كذلك الأمر بالنسبة لأغنية مارثا  حيث يتصل وايتس في منتصف الليل ليسأل إذا كانت مارثا موجودة. إضافة لبعد المسافات بينهما.

أديل وفي مقابلة معها مؤخراً, أوضحت أن العبرة من موضوع الفيديو كليب هو الإتصال بالناس وليس بحبيبها. وأضافت أن الأغنية وجهتها لمعجبيها الذين ابتعدت عنهم لفترة.

كما وصرح كريغ كيرستين منتج ألبوم أديل الجديد والمؤلف من 25 أغنية من بينها HELLO  أنه ليس هنالك أي تقارب بين الأغنيتين. وأضاف أن أديل لم تكن تريد أن تكون كلمات الأغنية بصيغة عادية كباقي الأغاني بل أرادت حواراً تعبر فيه عن مشاعرها.

واختتم تعليقه قائلاً :" أردنا أن نقوم بعمل صادق نابع من مشاعر أديل الحالية من جهة وعملاً حقيقياً يسهل تصديقه."

كما يمكنكم مقارنة كلمات الاغنيتين بأنفسكم:

 

 

Hello

Hello, it's me
I was wondering if after all these years you'd like to meet
To go over everything
They say that time's supposed to heal ya, but I ain't done much healing

Hello, can you hear me?
I'm in California dreaming about who we used to be
When we were younger and free
I've forgotten how it felt before the world fell at our feet

There's such a difference between us
And a million miles

Hello from the other side
I must've called a thousand times
To tell you I'm sorry for everything that I've done
But when I call you never seem to be home

Hello from the outside
At least I can say that I've tried
To tell you I'm sorry for breaking your heart
But it don't matter, it clearly doesn't tear you apart
Anymore

Hello, how are you?
It's so typical of me to talk about myself, I'm sorry
I hope that you're well
Did you ever make it out of that town where nothing ever happened?

It's no secret that the both of us
Are running out of time

So hello from the other side
I must've called a thousand times
To tell you I'm sorry for everything that I've done
But when I call you never seem to be home

Hello from the outside
At least I can say that I've tried
To tell you I'm sorry for breaking your heart
But it don't matter, it clearly doesn't tear you apart
Anymore, ooooohh
Anymore, ooooohh
Anymore, ooooohh
Anymore, anymore

Hello from the other side
I must've called a thousand times
To tell you I'm sorry for everything that I've done
But when I call you never seem to be home

Hello from the outside
At least I can say that I've tried
To tell you I'm sorry for breaking your heart
But it don't matter, it clearly doesn't tear you apart
Anymore

  

Tom Waits Martha

Operator, number, please: it's been so many years
Will she remember my old voice while I fight the tears?
Hello, hello there, is this Martha? this is old Tom Frost,
And I am calling long distance, don't worry 'bout the cost.
'Cause it's been forty years or more, now Martha please recall,
Meet me out for coffee, where we'll talk about it all.

And those were the days of roses, poetry and prose
And Martha all I had was you and all you had was me.
There was no tomorrows, we'd packed away our sorrows
And we saved them for a rainy day.

And I feel so much older now, and you're much older too,
How's your husband? and how's the kids? you know that I got married too?
Luck that you found someone to make you feel secure,
'Cause we were all so young and foolish, now we are mature.

And those were the days of roses, poetry and prose
And Martha all I had was you and all you had was me.
There was no tomorrows, we'd packed away our sorrows
And we saved them for a rainy day.

And I was always so impulsive, I guess that I still am,
And all that really mattered then was that I was a man.
I guess that our being together was never meant to be.
And Martha, Martha, I love you can't you see?

And those were the days of roses, poetry and prose
And Martha all I had was you and all you had was me.
There was no tomorrows, we'd packed away our sorrows
And we saved them for a rainy day.

And I remember quiet evenings trembling close to you...

 

 

 

 

 

 

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