sábado, 4 de agosto de 2012

Suzanne. Leonard Cohen

Suzanne te lleva
a su casa junto al río
Puedes oír el paso de las barcas
Puedes pasar la noche con ella
y sabes que está medio loca
pero esa es la razón por la que quieres estar allí
Te ofrece té y naranjas
que llegan de la lejana China
y justo cuando quieres decirle
que no tienes amor para darle
Ella te pone en su onda
y deja que el río responda
que tú siempre has sido su amante
y tú quieres viajar a ciegas
y sabes que ella confiará en ti
porque tú has tocado su cuerpo perfecto
con tu pensamiento.

Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river
You can hear the boats go by
You can spend the night beside her
And you know that she's half crazy
But that's why you want to be there
And she feeds you tea and oranges
That come all the way from China
And just when you mean to tell her
That you have no love to give her
Then she gets you on her wavelength
And she lets the river answer
That you've always been her lover
And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you know that she will trust you
For you've touched her perfect body with your mind.

And Jesus was a sailor
When he walked upon the water
And he spent a long time watching
From his lonely wooden tower
And when he knew for certain
Only drowning men could see him
He said "All men will be sailors then
Until the sea shall free them"
But he himself was broken
Long before the sky would open
Forsaken, almost human
He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone
And you want to travel with him

And you want to travel blind
And you think maybe you'll trust him
For he's touched your perfect body
with his mind.

Now Suzanne takes your hand
And she leads you to the river
She is wearing rags and feathers
From Salvation Army counters
And the sun pours down like honey
On our lady of the harbour
And she shows you where to look
Among the garbage and the flowers
There are heroes in the seaweed
There are children in the morning
They are leaning out for love
And they will lean that way forever
While Suzanne holds the mirror
And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you know that you can trust her
For she's touched your perfect body

with her mind.

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