martes, 12 de febrero de 2008

"Hallelujah"

Gracias a un anuncio de televisión he recordado esta maravillosa canción, pero en mi caso, la conocí, la adoré y la acabe amando gracias a Jeff buckley.


Jeff bubkley, como todo lo eterno, no parece que vaya a ser importante, pero poco a poco te va absorviendo, consumiendo, alcanzando cada capa de tu ser, no se detiene en un superficial estado de espera; te genera sentimiento, y luego te va desgarrando a cada paso, a cada momento; a cada nota, y todo, en un disco, con tan solo un maravilloso y único disco.

Pasara el tiempo, y como se suele decir, "otros vendran". Sin embargo, según pasa mi tiempo, otros solo pasan, nunca se quedan, nunca estaran en mi corazón como en su momento lo ha estado este maravilloso disco llamado "Grace", esta obra de arte.

En un principio no me llego, no acabo de convencerme, en un tiempo donde estaba enbuido en sonidos de Muse, o Coldplay, cuando todo debia permanecer poco tiempo, no supe parar a escuchar esa voz, adorada e idolotrada por tantos, y ajena a eso que llamamos "la mayoría".



Desde aquí una de las mejores canciones de uno de los mejores discos...










I heard there was a secret chord
That David played and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music do you?
Well it goes like this:
The fourth, the fifth, the minor fall and the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah...

Well your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrough you
She tied you to her kitchen chair
She broke your throne and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah...

Baby I've been here before
I've seen this room and I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you
And I've seen your flag on the marble arch
And love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah...

There was a time when you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show it to me do you
But remember when I moved in you
And the holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah...

Maybe there's a God above
And all I've ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at somebody who outdrew you
It's not a cry you can hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen the light
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah...







Como ya comente un día... calma...





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Now playing: Elbow - Great Expectations
via FoxyTunes

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