viernes, 6 de marzo de 2009

Antony & The Johnsons

Se le llamará gordaco, doble de Falete, andrógino y otros adjetivos despectivos del palo, pero cuando canta, para contrariar el refrán, otorga. Aquí emociona con una versión del tema de Leonard Cohen: Si quieres que no hable, si esa es tu decisión. El tío cabrón está hasta a punto de llorar, viviendo cada emoción.





If it be your will
That I speak no more
And my voice be still
As it was before
I will speak no more
I shall abide until
I am spoken for
If it be your will

If it be your will
If a voice be true
From this broken hill
I will sing to you
From this broken hill
All your praises they shall ring
If it be your will
To let me sing

If it be your will
If there is a choice
Let the rivers fill
Let the hills rejoice
Let your mercy spill
On all these burning hearts in hell
If it be your will
To make us well

and draw us near
Oh bind us tight
All your children here
In their rags of light
In our rags of light
All dressed to kill
And end this night
If it be your will

If it be your will.