sábado, marzo 17, 2007

Amor

Bien, puede que haya dios
Pero todo lo que he aprendido sobre el amor
Era como dispararle a alguien que te apunta con una pistola
No es un llanto que oyes por la noche
No es alguien que ha visto la luz
Es un frío y un roto hallelujah
Traducción del final de una letra de Jeff Buckley

6 comentarios:

Raul dijo...

En ingles, queda mucho mejor claro, y como todas estas letras, son una fumada del copón.

Aixxx, en fin...

XaBi dijo...

Well maybe there's a God above
But all I've ever learned from love
Was how to shoot somebody who'd OUT DREW YA
And it's not a cry that you hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen the light
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

Pues si :P

XaBi dijo...

Casi me veo obligado a escribirla entera, y tambien me quedo con otra frase buena: "Y el amor no es una marcha de la victoria".
Realmente el pavo fumo mucho en su vida. Es una metáfora doble. Presupone que hay gente que considera que conseguirlo es una batalla y que su consecución no debería celebrarse como si se hubiera ganado a alguien. Vamos, me he quedado yo con eso

Letra entera:
Well I heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do ya?
Well it goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall and the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Well Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
And she tied you to her kitchen chair
And She broke your throne and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the 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 ya
And I've seen your flag on the marble arch
And Love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

Well 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

Well maybe there's a God above
But all I've ever learned from love
Was how to shoot somebody who'd OUT DREW YA
And it's not a cry that you hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen the light
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

Raul dijo...

Y ya es como la cuarta vez que publicamos esta letra en el blog XD

XaBi dijo...

Si, vaya, que no sea queme gusta mucho la canción :D

rlo dijo...

Esta cancion te deja roto. Imagino que la letra tambien. Por lo que he encontrado en internet veo que es lo que se te pasa por la cabeza cuando la escuchas con los 5 sentidos. Te atrapa y te demuestra a la tristeza gritandole a la esperanza.

Por cierto busco la traduccion del tema de Jeff Buckley "Everybody here wants you".Sabeis algo?

gracias
Un saludo