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domingo, março 02, 2008

Famous

it's four in the morning
the end of december
i'm writing you now
just to see if you're better
new york is cold
but i like where i'm living
there's music on clinton street
all through the evening

i hear that you're building
your little house
deep in the desert
you're living for nothing now
i hope you're keeping
some kind of record

yes, and jane came by
with a lock of your hair
she said that you gave it to her
that night that you planned to go clear
did you ever go clear?

Blue

ah, the last time we saw
you you looked so much older
your famous blue raincoat
was torn at the shoulder
you'd been to the station
to meet every train
and you came home
without lili marlene

and you treated my woman
to a flake of your life
and when she came back
she was nobody's wife

well i see you there
with the rose in your teeth
one more thin gypsy thief
well i see jane's awake

she sends her regards
and what can i tell you
my brother, my killer
what can i possibly say?

Raincoat

i guess that i miss you
i guess i forgive you
i'm glad you stood in my way

if you ever come by here
for jane or for me
your enemy is sleeping
and his woman is free

yes, and thanks
for the trouble
you took from her eyes
i thought it was there
for good so i never tried

and jane came by
with a lock of your hair
she said that you gave it to her
that night that you planned
to go clear

Leonard Cohen /// North & South /// *

segunda-feira, novembro 26, 2007

Lady

i came by myself to a very crowded place
i was looking for someone who had lines in her face
i found her there but she was past all concern
i asked her to hold me, i said, "Lady, unfold me"
but she scorned me and she told me
i was dead and i could never return
.
well, i argued all night like so many have before
saying, "whatever you give me, i seem to need so much more"
then she pointed at me where i kneeled on her floor
she said, "don't try to use me or slyly refuse me
just win me or lose me, it is this that the darkness is for"

Midnight

i cried, "oh, lady midnight, i fear that you grow old
the stars eat your body and the wind makes you cold"
"if we cry now," she said, "it will just be ignored"
so i walked through the morning
sweet early morning
.
i could hear my lady calling
you've won me, you've won me, my lord
yes, you've won me, you've won me, my lord
ah, you've won me
you've won me, my lord

Leonard Cohen /// *

sábado, novembro 24, 2007

One Of Us

i lit a thin green candle
to make you jealous of me
but the room just filled up with mosquitos
they heard that my body was free
then i took the dust of a long sleepless night
and i put it in your little shoe
and then i confess that i tortured the dress
that you wore for the world to look through

i showed my heart to the doctor
he said i just have to quit
then he wrote himself a prescription
and your name was mentioned in it
then he locked himself in a library shelf
with the details about honeymoon
and i hear from the nurse
that he's gotten much worse
and his practice is all in a ruin

Cannot Be Wrong

i heard of a saint who had loved you
so i studied all night in his school
he taught that the duty of lovers
is to tarnish the golden rule
and just when i was sure that his teachings were pure
he drowned himself in the pool
his body is gone but back here on the lawn
his spirit continues to drool

an eskimo showed me a movie
he'd recently taken of you
the poor man could hardly stop shivering
his lips and his fingers were blue
i suppose that he froze when the wind took your clothes
and i guess he just never got warm
but you stand there so nice, in your blizzard of ice
oh, please let me come into the storm

Leonard Cohen /// La Double Vie De Véronique /// *

quinta-feira, novembro 22, 2007

You Know

i cannot follow you, my love
you cannot follow me
i am the distance you put between
all of the moments that we will be
.
you know who i am
you've stared at the sun
well i am the one who loves
changing from nothing to one

sometimes i need you naked
sometimes i need you wild
i need you to carry my children in
and i need you to kill a child

you know who i am

Who I Am

if you should ever track me down
i will surrender there
and i will leave with you one broken man
whom i will teach you to repair

you know who i am

i cannot follow you, my love
you cannot follow me
i am the distance you put between
all of the moments that we will be

you know who i am

Leonard Cohen /// *

segunda-feira, novembro 19, 2007

I'm

if you want a lover
i'll do anything you ask me to
and if you want another kind of love
i'll wear a mask for you
if you want a partner
take my hand
or if you want to strike me down in anger
here i stand
i'm your man
.
if you want a boxer
i will step into the ring for you
and if you want a doctor
i'll examine every inch of you
if you want a driver
climb inside
or if you want to take me for a ride
you know you can
i'm your man

Your

ah, the moon's too bright
the chain's too tight
the beast won't go to sleep
i've been running through these promises to you
that i made and i could not keep
.
ah, but a man never got a woman back
not by begging on his knees
or i'd crawl to you baby
and i'd fall at your feet
and i'd howl at your beauty
like a dog in heat
and i'd claw at your heart
and i'd tear at your sheet
i'd say please, please
i'm your man

Man

and if you've got to sleep
a moment on the road
i will steer for you
and if you want to work the street alone
i'll disappear for you
if you want a father for your child
or only want to walk with me a while
across the sand
i'm your man
.
if you want a lover
i'll do anything you ask me to
and if you want another kind of love
i'll wear a mask for you

Leonard Cohen /// La La La Human Steps /// *

quinta-feira, julho 26, 2007

Leonard Cohen

Oh, my dear friend
explain me again
everything about life

Joan Of Arc

she said, i'm tired of the war
i want the kind of work i had before
a wedding dress or something white
to wear upon my swollen appetite

well, i'm glad to hear you talk this way
you know i've watched you riding every day
and something in me yearns to win
such a cold and lonesome heroine
and who are you?, she sternly spoke
to the one beneath the smoke
why, i'm fire, he replied
and i love your solitude
i love your pride

i saw her wince, i saw her cry
i saw the glory in her eye
myself i long for love and light
but must it come so cruel
and oh, so bright

Leonard Cohen /// Joan Of Arc /// *