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sábado, 18 de outubro de 2008

Música Ambiente - Jeff Buckley "Hallelujah"



As palavras faltam-me. Nunca chegam para descrever. Mas, sinceramente, não são necessárias a partir do momento em que ouves a voz de Jeff Buckley… quem conhece sabe disso. A combinação da sua incomparável voz harmoniosamente fundida com a guitarra forma, não música, mas sim arte. Foi difícil escolher apenas uma música do “pequeno” mundo de J.B., pelo que acabo por escolher a música com que conheci este grande músico que nos deixou tão cedo, “Hallelujah”… Apesar de ser uma cover (das mais fabulosas já feitas), cujo compositor original é Leonard Cohen, a música fala por si e Jeff Buckley faz da voz, coração.


Hallelujah

I've 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, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew 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

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

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

But there was a time when you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show that 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
But all I've ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at somebody who outdrew you
It's not a cry that you hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen the light
Its a cold and its a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah