Plaisir d’amour ne dure qu’un moment,
Chagrin d’amour dure toute la vie.
Freely translated: The joy of love lasts only a moment,
The sadness of love lasts a lifetime.
And the last verse of “O Waly Waly” (“The Water is Wide”):
O! love is handsome and love is fine,
And love’s a jewel while it is new;
But when it is old, it groweth cold,
And fades away like morning dew.
I always kinda thought A Fool in the Rain had sort of a happy-ish ending: He stands there thinking he’s been stiffed, then realizes he’s been waiting in the wrong spot.
Then he starts running to where he’s supposed to be, thinking about what an idiot he is. Humm–yeah, I guess it is kinda sad.
A host of Springsteen songs fit the category. Somebody already metnioned “Glory Days,” which is a perfect example. It’s all about how life passes us by, and leaves us with nothing but hazt memories of our supposedly glorious youth. Whenever I heard it played at Giants Stadium, I thought, don’t they understand what this song is saying? It’s saying, a few years from now, Lawrence Taylor and Phil Simms will be old farts in a bar, boring other patrons with stories of how they once won the Super Bowl.
“Hungry Heart” is another example. When Bruce plays the song in concert, everybody sings along merrily… as if they don’t realize the song is about a dissatisfied husband who abandons his family, in search of… something. Something he can’t identify, and will almost certainly never find.
A non-Springsteen example? How about “Vicky Verky” by Squeeze, an energetic, catchy ditty about a 13 or 14 year old girl who has an abortion while her baby’s father is off in reform school.
But don’t let my glad expression
give you the wrong impression.
Really I’m sad.
I’m sadder than sad.
You’re gone and I’m hurtin’ so bad.
Like a clown I pretend to be glad.