Sunday, November 05, 2006

Blind as a bat

Desde que recuerdo la música ha alterado mi estado de ánimo, y mi estado de ánimo ha alterado la música. Hay canciones que me ponen de buen humor, hay canciones que me ponen de mal humor, hay canciones que me ponen triste, hay canciones que me ponen feliz, hay canciones que me dan esperanza y canciones que me la quitan. Y de igual forma, hay estados de ánimo que me hacen escuchar diferente las canciones. En 1977 (año en el que nací) salió el primer disco de la trilogía de Bat Out of Hell, de Meat Loaf. 29 años después, sale el último disco. Quizá no es lo que muchos esperaban (mos), pero como siempre, hay al menos una canción que me mueve, que me enchina la piel, que hace que mis ojos lloren y mi corazón cambie su latido.

Trato de explicar lo que significa esto para mí, pero creo que, para variar, no me salen las palabras que quisiera que salieran. Y yo creo que las mejores palabras que puedo poner ahorita son las palabras de Meat Loaf.

I'm not afraid to show you who I am
And I am not ashamed of my life
Though I've walked alone down this cold and soulless road
I've always felt your heat in my bones
With every step I rise and fall
With everything to gain I end up losing it all
When the darkness gets in I scream out and your light sets me free
I'm not afraid of the past no more
I'm not afraid and I'm bad for good
I used to dance to the devil's beat
If I could bust into hell I would
I'm not afraid to shed all my skin
I'm not afraid of the faults you see
I'm tearing down these walls right now
They're comin' down 'cause I believe
Your love is blind, blind as a bat
The way that you're leading me home like that
Your love is blind, blind as bat
I'm not afraid when they kick me down
I'm not afraid when I start to bleed
I'm not afraid if I live or die
I'm not afraid 'cause I believe
Your love is blind, blind as a bat
The way that you're leading me home like that
Your love is blind, blind as bat
And I wish that I could give you something in return
For the precious time you wasted on the tears I've never earned
For reaching out to help me 'cross the bridges that I burned
And in the end you'll finally see
That, baby, I've done everything I possibly can
I do it again 'cause know you're everything that I need
I'm not afraid of the the truth no more
I'm not afraid of the lies I hid
I'm not afraid of the past of my sins
'Cause I paid for the wrongs I did
I'm not afraid of the things you know
I'm just a book for the world to read
My final words on the final page
Will be amends 'cause I believe
Your love is blind, blind as a bat
The way that you're leading me home like that
Your love is blind, blind as bat
Your heart is kind, mine's painted black
The way me forgive me and just take me back
Your love is blind, blind as bat
Your love is blind, blind as a bat
The way that you're leading me home like that
Your love is blind, blind as bat
Your heart is kind, mine's painted black
The way me forgive me and just take me back
Your love is blind, blind as bat

1 Comments:

At 8:56 PM, Blogger Unknown said...

La música es el reflejo del alma, dicen, pero no cabe duda que lamúsica nos transforma y genera en nosotros distintos estados anímicos.


un beso

 

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