Poslušajte novi singl Leonarda Cohena – „You Want it Darker“

Showbiz 22. ruj 201607:57 > 08:02
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Legendarni Leonard Cohen jučer je proslavio 82. rođendan i unatoč svojim godinama ovaj kanadski kantautor ne odustaje od glazbe.

U listopadu izlazi njegov novi album, četrnaesti studijski, a za svoj je rođendan ljubitelje svog rada počastio novim singlom – „You Want it Darker“ – kako će se zvati i album.

Producent albuma je njegov sin Adam Cohen.

Cohen je rođen 1934. godine u Montrealu, a svoje prve pjesme napisao je kao golobradi mladić, ranih 1950-ih, dok je prvi album objavio tek 1967. godine. U jednom od brojnih intervjua Cohen će objasniti kako je počeo pisati pjesme.

„Želio sam pridobiti žene, ali nisam mogao, pa sam počeo pisati poruke ženama tako da ih pridobijem. One su te poruke počele pokazivati okolo i ljudi su to ubrzo počeli nazivati poezijom“, objasnio je Cohen, prenosi Lupiga. U nastavku poslušajte njegov izvrsni singl.

If you are the dealer, I’m out of the game

If you are the healer, it means I’m broken and lame

If thine is the glory then mine must be the shame

You want it darker

We kill the flame

Magnified, sanctified, be thy holy name

Vilified, crucified, in the human frame

A million candles burning for the help that never came

You want it darker

Hineni, hineni

I’m ready, my lord

There’s a lover in the story

But the story’s still the same

There’s a lullaby for suffering

And a paradox to blame

But it’s written in the scriptures

And it’s not some idle claim

You want it darker

We kill the flame

They’re lining up the prisoners

And the guards are taking aim

I struggled with some demons

They were middle class and tame

I didn’t know I had permission to murder and to maim

You want it darker

Hineni, hineni

I’m ready, my lord

Magnified, sanctified, be thy holy name

Vilified, crucified, in the human frame

A million candles burning for the love that never came

You want it darker

We kill the flame

If you are the dealer, let me out of the game

If you are the healer, I’m broken and lame

If thine is the glory, mine must be the shame

You want it darker

Hineni, hineni

Hineni, hineni

I’m ready, my lord