Belíssima?
Não sei se por influência de papai ou porque a melodia faz sentido nos meus ouvidos, esta foi sempre uma daquelas músicas que me faziam parar e fechar os olhos. E desejar que quando acabasse, voltasse ao início e a pudesse ouvir uma e tantas mais vezes.
Refiro-me a A Whiter Shade of Pale dos Procul Harum, uma daquelas bandas neo-hippies dos anos 60, com muitos músicos em palco e muitas meninas em pranto na plateia.
Hoje, ao ouvir mais uma vez a versão da Annie Lennox, apercebi-me que deve ser muito dificil alterar o verdadeiro sentido musical desta canção...
Por mais versões que tenham sido feitas (de Percy Sledge a Willie Nelson, vejam lá...), ela é sempre... qual a palavra?... Bela?! É isso! Belíssima!
Não posso deixar aqui a própria da canção (Damn it... ainda não me debrucei sobre essa possibilidade tecnológica), mas deixo a letra original dos Procul Harum...
Belíssima!
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A Whiter Shade of Pale (1967)
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"We skipped the light fandango
turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda seasick
but the crowd called out for more
The room was humming harder
as the ceiling flew away
When we called out for another drink
the waiter brought a tray
turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda seasick
but the crowd called out for more
The room was humming harder
as the ceiling flew away
When we called out for another drink
the waiter brought a tray
_
And so it was that later
as the miller told his tale
that her face, at first just ghostly,
turned a whiter shade of pale
And so it was that later
as the miller told his tale
that her face, at first just ghostly,
turned a whiter shade of pale
_
She said, 'There is no reason
and the truth is plain to see.'
But I wandered through my playing cards
and would not let her be
one of sixteen vestal virgins
who were leaving for the coast
and although my eyes were open
they might have just as well've been closed
She said, 'There is no reason
and the truth is plain to see.'
But I wandered through my playing cards
and would not let her be
one of sixteen vestal virgins
who were leaving for the coast
and although my eyes were open
they might have just as well've been closed
_
She said, 'I'm home on shore leave,'
though in truth we were at sea
so I took her by the looking glass
and forced her to agree
saying, 'You must be the mermaid
who took Neptune for a ride.'
But she smiled at me so sadly
that my anger straightway died
She said, 'I'm home on shore leave,'
though in truth we were at sea
so I took her by the looking glass
and forced her to agree
saying, 'You must be the mermaid
who took Neptune for a ride.'
But she smiled at me so sadly
that my anger straightway died
_
If music be the food of love
then laughter is its queen
and likewise if behind is in front
then dirt in truth is clean
My mouth by then like cardboard
seemed to slip straight through my head
So we crash-dived straightway quickly
and attacked the ocean bed"
If music be the food of love
then laughter is its queen
and likewise if behind is in front
then dirt in truth is clean
My mouth by then like cardboard
seemed to slip straight through my head
So we crash-dived straightway quickly
and attacked the ocean bed"
_
2 Comments:
At 1/6/05 17:18, Anónimo said…
Pior que Luiz e a Lata só mesmo os Procul Harum...
ULTRA MEGA GIGA BOOORIIING!!!
LOL!!!!
At 1/6/05 17:19, Anónimo said…
Pior que Luiz e a Lata só mesmo os Procul Harum...
ULTRA MEGA GIGA BOOORIIING!!!
LOL!!!!
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