Pues eso, que hoy traigo dos canciones de todo menos "calentitas". La primera no la he encontrado en youtube, pero sí en la página -cada día mejor amiga mía- Grooveshark, donde se puede escuchar de forma completamente gratuita -y legal- un buen puñado de canciones. Ahí he encontrado varias que no están en youtube, lo cual es ya decir bastante.
La canción está cantada y compuesta por el famoso cantante folk Phil Ochs. Bueno, en realidad no tan famoso, pero tuvo su papel en la generación hippie, antes de que se suicidase con 36 años, sufriendo alcoholismo y trastorno bipolar. La canción la escuché en su recopilatorio There But For Fortune, y dice así (y la podéis escuchar aquí):
Phil Ochs - Changes
Sit by my side, come as close as the air,
Share in a memory of gray;
Wander in my words, dream about the pictures
That I play of changes.
Green leaves of summer turn red in the fall
To brown and to yellow they fade.
And then they have to die, trapped within
The circle time parade of changes.
Scenes of my young years were warm in my mind,
Visions of shadows that shine.
Til one day I returned and found they were the
Victims of the vines of changes.
The world’s spinning madly, it drifts in the dark
Swings through a hollow of haze,
A race around the stars, a journey through
The universe ablaze with changes.
Moments of magic will glow in the night
All fears of the forest are gone
But when the morning breaks they’re swept away by
Golden drops of dawn, of changes.
Passions will part to a strange melody.
As fires will sometimes burn cold.
Like petals in the wind, we’re puppets to the silver
Strings of souls, of changes.
Your tears will be trembling, now we’re somewhere else,
One last cup of wine we will pour
And I’ll kiss you one more time, and leave you on
The rolling river shores of changes.
Sit by my side, come as close as the air,
Share in a memory of gray;
Wander in my words, dream about the pictures
That I play of changes.
El caso es que escribiendo esto, me ha venido a la cabeza la genial Eve of Destrucion, de P.F.Sloan, un inmortal canto antibelicista que no me resisto a compartir con todos ustedes. (La otra canción esperará a su momento). La versión que más me gusta es la que interpreta Barry McGuire y que sí está en youtube (aunque no a gran calidad). Notad la fuerza de la interpretación, así como de toda la letra, e incluso de sus palabras una a una, cada una como un puño -puños que tristemente nunca sirvieron de gran cosa.
P.F.Sloan (interpreta Barry McGuire) - Eve of Destruction
The eastern world, it is exploding
Violence flarin’, bullets loadin’
You’re old enough to kill, but not for votin’
You don’t believe in war, but what’s that gun you’re totin’
And even the Jordan River has bodies floatin’
But you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don’t believe
We’re on the eve
of destruction.
Don’t you understand what I’m tryin’ to say
Can’t you feel the fears I’m feelin’ today?
If the button is pushed, there’s no runnin’ away
There’ll be no one to save, with the world in a grave
Take a look around ya boy, it's bound to scare ya boy
And you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don’t believe
We’re on the eve
of destruction.
Yeah, my blood’s so mad feels like coagulatin’
I’m sitting here just contemplatin’
I can’t twist the truth, it knows no regulation.
Handful of senators don’t pass legislation
And marches alone can’t bring integration
When human respect is disintegratin’
This whole crazy world is just too frustratin’
And you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don’t believe
We’re on the eve
of destruction.
Think of all the hate there is in Red China
Then take a look around to Selma, Alabama
You may leave here for 4 days in space
But when you return, it’s the same old place
The poundin’ of the drums, the pride and disgrace
You can bury your dead, but don’t leave a trace
Hate your next-door neighbor, but don’t forget to say grace
And… tell me over and over and over and over again, my friend
You don’t believe
We’re on the eve
Of destruction
Mm, no no, you don’t believe
We’re on the eve
of destruction.
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