'DANCE ME TO THE END OF LOVE' o como se ahogó la luna al bailar con su propio reflejo...

Gritó:"Dance me to the end of love!", pero nadie la acompañó,  
y como cada noche, la luna se ahogó al bailar con su propio reflejo...

'Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
Oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone
Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon
Show me slowly what I only know the limits of
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the wedding now, dance me on and on
Dance me very tenderly and dance me very long
We're both of us beneath our love, we're both of us above
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the children who are asking to be born
Dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn
Raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn
Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic till I'm gathered safely in
Touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love...'

'DANCE ME TO THE END OF LOVE' del 'Various Positions' (1984) de Leonard Cohen

'KING RIDES BY' o los susurros que flotaban en la noche...

Los susurros que flotaban en la noche 

terminaron ahogados en los gritos de su propio silencio... 

Y entonces sonó aquella canción:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QjOzJaqEoh0

'If time had a place,
and space for your past.
Like a little novel,
I wanted to read again and again,
Would i be in your novel,
Would i begin and end in it...'

 'KING RIDES BY' del 'What Would the Community Think' (1996) de Cat Power



'I WON'T CRY' o la resaca de un sábado que mató a quemarropa al domingo...

La resaca de un sábado que mató a quemarropa al domingo, necesita una buena canción morfínica para iluminar la madrugada de un lunes que nada mar adentro... Ese rayo de luz es 'I WON'T CRY' del disco 'Stronger For It' (2012) de Janiva Magness:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L7m1n5IFmyA 



'The harder the words, the colder the night
 the closer the hand, the sharper the knife
 the longer you hold out
 the further you seem to fly
 I get cut and I might bleed
 but I won’t cry!'