Aprovechando que en estos momentos -cuando comencé a escribir el post- en el gimnasio cuya recepción regento, suena -oh, logro casi ininmaginable- The Future de Leonard Cohen, en la misma tarde en la que pasaron por aquí los Cowboy Junkies haciéndole una versión -no todo fue tan tranquilo, pero sí tan bueno, he de decir- voy a abrir unos minutos musicales.
Un par de letras/lyrics, en inglés en esta ocasión.
Dos canciones que han salvado mi vida -desde el mp3 portátil, en la carrera- este mediodía.
Vamos...
*****
I'm a Man (J. Cocker / PULP)
Laid here with the advertising sliding past my eyes
like cartoons from other peoples lives,
I start to wonder what it takes to be a man.
Well I learned to drink
And I learned to smoke
and I learned to tell a drity joke.
If that's all there is then there's no point for me.
So please can I ask just why we're alive?
Cos all that you do seems such a waste of time
and if you hang around too long you'll be a man.
Tell me 'bout it.
Your car can get up to a hundred and ten -
you've nowhere to go but you'll go there again
and nothing ever makes no difference to a man.
So you stumble into town and hold your stomach in.
Show them what you've got tho' they've seen everything.
Yeah you're a beauty but they've seen your type before.
You've got no need but still you want,
so go and book that restaurant.
The wine will flow and then you'll just fly away.
So please can I ask just why we're alive?
Cos all that you do seems such a waste of time
and if you hang around too long you'll be a man.
Tell me 'bout it.
Your car can get up to a hundred and ten -
you've nowhere to go but you'll go there again
and nothing ever makes no difference to a man.
Nothing ever makes no difference to a man.
That's what I am.
*****
Evil (Interpol)
Rosemary
Heaven restores you in life
You're coming with me
Through the aging, the fear and the strife
It's the smiling on the package
It's the faces in the sand
It's the thought that moves you upwards
Embracing me with two hands
Write, will take you places
Yeah maybe to the beach
When your friends they do come crying
Tell them now your pleasure's set up on slow-release
Hey wait
Great smile
Sensitive to faith not
Denial
But hey who's on trial?
It took a life spent with no cellmate
The long way back
Saying meanwhile can't we look the other way
He speaks about travel
Yeah, we think about the land
We smart like all people
Feeling real tan
I can take you places
Do you need a new man?
Wipe the pollen from the faces
Make revision to a dream while you wait in the van
Hey wait
Great smile
Sensitive to faith not
Denial
But hey who's on trial?
It took a life spent with no cellmate
Find a long way back
Saying meanwhile can't we look the other way
You're weightless, you are exotic
You need something for which to care
Saying meanwhile can't we look the other way
Leave some shards under the belly
Lay some grease inside my hand
It's a sentimental jury
And the makings of a good plan
You've come to love me nightly
Yeah you've come to hold me tight
Is this motion everlasting
Or do shutters pass in the night?
Rosemary
Oh heaven restores you in life
I spent a lifespan with no cellmate
The long way back
Saying meanwhile can't we look the other way
You're weightless, semi-erotic
You need someone to take you there
Saying meanwhile can't we look the other way
Why can't we just play the other game?
Why can't we just look the other way?