domingo, 17 de febrero de 2013

to need

Estar perdido es necesitar

a Amanda Palmer y su Hallelujah un sábado por la noche.

Un beso, bajo el agua helada,
como si fuese oxígeno.
Un baño que dure horas, para mudar de piel.

Un libro que leer,
que te devuelva la esperanza.
O esa película que te han recomendado
y quizás sea la que tuerza o encamine tu vida.

Un abrazo,
dormir,
tal vez soñar.

Necesitar ser necesitado.

Estar perdido es querer salir de uno mismo, para no volver.
Es querer llorar para expulsar desde al alma a las ideas,
para que no vuelvan.



Y a veces me siento tan perdida que parece que yo sea mar y no náufrago.
Tan perdida que no puedo volver a mi hogar. Que todos se han ido y de donde puse mis pies ya no quedan más que los recuerdos de las pisadas.
Porque yo ya no soy yo,
ni mi casa es ya mi casa
dejadme subir al menos
hasta las altas barandas.
Y aquellos que me hicieron se han deshecho, y me siento parpadeante en mitad de una ciudad abandonada.
Que se me rompe la voz de gritar ante el espejo. Y mi único anhelo es ser parte de un algo que me lleve lejos de mí, y más cerca de otros, sus vidas, sus historias... poder arreglar lo que en mí se rompió y se perdió; poder ser mejor, en cierta manera... desde lejos, desde fuera. Poder ser mejor.


Now 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?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah


Hallelujah…

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

Baby I have been here before
I know this room, I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you.
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken 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?
And remember when I moved in you
The holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah

Hallelujah...

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


Hallelujah…

You say I took the name in vain
I don't even know the name
But if I did, well really, what's it to you?
There's a blaze of light
In every word
It doesn't matter which you heard
The holy or the broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah…


I did my best, it wasn't much
I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch
I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you
I'll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah

Hallelujah…



1 comentario:

Anónimo dijo...

I <3 this song!!

:)