divendres, 30 de novembre del 2018

"KEEPER OF THE KEYS"
H.P. LOVECRAFT 



 Could we possibly see
The keeper of all the keys
One key to rule them, he keeps in the great hall
Underneath a dark tower we call
Now we beat on the drum
But wary a dancer's call
And now the children the oracle has seen
Play on the old debts of his creed
And he doesn't even realise
He doesn't realise
That it's all happening
To let him know there's a change
Coming up behind him
While he's hanging on to the chain
That's the key that binds him

Now the changes are made
The colour of a Renaissance Fair
Six feet the wind blow and eyes above do breeze
Song for thee oh, keeper of the keys
And he doesn't even realise
He doesn't realise
That it's all happening
To let him know there's a change
Coming up behind him
While he's hanging on to the chain
That's the key that binds him

 The keeper of the keys
The keeper of the keys
The keeper of the keys

It's all over now
It's all over now
It's all over now
"ELECTROLLENTANDO"
H.P. LOVECRAFT




 Whirling, twirling, swirling
Past the night, your door
Better than before
Not blue moon any more
Flying, flying, flying
Drifting through the room
Smelling still of you
Dreaming of the afternoon
Oh, I'm dreaming of the afternoon

Flying, flying, flying
I'm drifting through the room
Smelling still of you
I'm dreaming, dreaming of the afternoon
I'm dreaming

dimecres, 28 de novembre del 2018

"SPIN, SPIN, SPIN"
H.P. LOVECRAFT 



 Spin, spin, spin my little darling
Spin, spin, spin my little babe
Stay in the garden; let your mind tarry
Dance to the sunlight, smell the strawberry. Spin
My little darling, spin

Turn, turn, turn my little darling
Turn, turn, turn my little babe
Seeing yourself as you climb through the meadow
Seek out the answer, follow the bright glow. Turn
My little darling, turn

Turn, turn, turn my little darling

Turn, turn, turn my little babe
Watching the colours change with the season
Discovering truth while searching for reason burns
My little darling, turn

Spin, spin, spin my little darling
Spin, spin, spin my little babe
Stay in the garden; let your mind tarry
Dance to the sunlight, smell the strawberry. Spin
My little darling, spin

Spin, spin, spin
"THE WHITE SHIP"
H.P. LOVECRAFT


 The white ship has sailed and left me here again
Out in the mist, I was so near again
Sailing on the sea of dreams
How far away it seems
Sailing upon the white ship

Home through the night here in my darkened room
Sails of white across the misty moon
Floating across the sky
Burning into my eye
Sailing upon the white ship

Out of my mind nothing flows
Alone on the shore, but that's how it goes
Everyone knows
How the wind blows
The white ship

Out of my mind nothing flows
Alone on the shore, but that's how it goes
Everyone knows
How the wind blows
The white ship

The white ship has sailed and left me here again
Out in the mist, I was so near again
Sailing on the sea of dreams
How far away it seems
Sailing upon the white ship
Sailing upon the white ship
Sailing upon the white ship

"BLUE JACK OF DIAMONDS"
H.P. LOVECRAFT



 Eight o'clock, nine o'clock, ten o'clock
All is well for the blue jack of diamonds

Each of us can find a way to be in love
Can't we have the time that we choose
If it's not the way that's suited best to your mind
Is it suited better to lose
Can this be happening?
Am I really here?
Am I all alone
If no one else is near?

Once upon a time there was a king and a queen
King and queen of hearts in their light

Then one day the king awoke and no one was there
She had stolen into the night
Can this be happening?
Is there no answer here?
It's not their love that had died
But no one was aware

Each of us can find a way to be in love
Can't we have the time that we choose
If it's not the way that's suited best to your mind
Is it suited better to lose
Eight o'clock, nine o'clock, ten o'clock
Now the king of hearts is the blue jack of diamonds

dimarts, 27 de novembre del 2018

"US HE ESTIMAT"
ALEKSANDR PUIXKIN




Jo us he estimat: potser l'amor, encara
no s'ha extingit del tot en el meu cor.
Però que això mai més ja no us contorbi:
que amb res no vull donar-vos desconhort.
Us he estimat, silent, sense esperança,
sofrint el mal del tímid i el gelós;
us he estimat tan tendrament i franca
com vulgui Déu que algú us estimi mai.

dijous, 15 de novembre del 2018

"LADY OF THE NORTH"
GENE CLARK
(Dedicat a tu, Marta)



Flying high above the clouds
We lay in the grassy meadow
The earth was like a pillow
To our dreams
Trials never entered into any conversation
That was the relation of our dreams
But as a change in the wind must come
Over the mountain
And the seasons roll under the sun
Passing the shadows of our dreams