Leonard Cohen lucreaza la un nou album.
La aceasta adresa veti gasi doua melodii care vor face parte probabil din viitorul album.
"The songs are demo versions described as part of a “forthcoming” Leonard Cohen album then (i.e., June 2006) being developed during the same time Cohen was writing Book Of Longing and producing Anjani’s Blue Alert.3 As Cohen puts it, “… I have dozens of lyrics I’m setting to music now.”"
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Puppets By Leonard Cohen
German puppets
burnt the Jews
Jewish puppets
did not choose
Puppet vultures
eat the dead
Puppet corpses
they are fed
Puppet
Leonard Cohen lucreaza la un nou album.
La aceasta adresa veti gasi doua melodii care vor face parte probabil din viitorul album.
"The songs are demo versions described as part of a “forthcoming” Leonard Cohen album then (i.e., June 2006) being developed during the same time Cohen was writing Book Of Longing and producing Anjani’s Blue Alert.3 As Cohen puts it, “… I have dozens of lyrics I’m setting to music now.”"
Iata si versurile lor:
Puppets By Leonard Cohen
German puppets burnt the Jews Jewish puppets did not choose
Puppet vultures eat the dead Puppet corpses they are fed
Puppet winds and puppet waves Puppet sailors in their graves
Puppet flower Puppet stem Puppet Time dismantles them
Puppet me and puppet you Puppet German Puppet Jew
Puppet presidents command puppet troops to burn the land
Puppet fire puppet flames feed on all the puppet names
Puppet lovers in their bliss turn away from all of this
Puppet reader shakes his head takes his puppet wife to bed
Puppet night comes down to say the epilogue to puppet day
The Book Of Longing By Leonard Cohen
I can’t make the hills The system is shot I’m living on pills For which I thank G-d
I followed the course From chaos to art Desire the horse Depression the cart
I sailed like a swan I sank like a rock But time is long gone Past my laughing stock
My page was too white My ink was too thin The day wouldn’t write What the night pencilled in
My animal howls My angel’s upset But I’m not allowed A trace of regret
For someone will use What I couldn’t be My heart will be hers Impersonally
She’ll step on the path She’ll see what I mean My will cut in half And freedom between
For less than a second Our lives will collide The endless suspended The door open wide
Then she will be born To someone like you What no one has done
She’ll continue to do I know she is coming I know she will look And that is the longing And this is the book