Ey tú... me encantas

Cuando alguien con la voz de Micah P. Hinson se pone a cantar una de las canciones más bonitas que conozco, sucede esto.

06 -Suzanne by Leonard Cohen by user3661829

No está ni bien cantada ni bien grabada pero atrapa desde la primera nota, sí, me encanta, me encanta tanto como lo que a Cohen debía encantarle Suzanne. Qué hace que una canción atrape? Cada vez estoy más convencido de que la espontaneidad de una canción bien interpretada, cantada con el alma, desde ti y no desde el que escucha, marca la diferencia entre una buena canción y algo fuera de lo común. Me apostaría un hue..co a que esta versión de "Suzanne" está grabada del tirón.

..Y la verdad es que en mi vida todo lo que ha ido por ese camino ha funcionado. Es cuando he querido hacerlo desde el otro lado, desde el sujeto pasivo, desde el que escucha, es entonces cuando no ha funcionado como yo necesitaba. No me quiero poner trascendental, pero en la autenticidad de los espontáneo está sin duda el secreto de la trompeta. Sin duda.

De nuevo desde el seat de mi aita hace 20 años...

Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river
You can hear the boats go by
You can spend the night beside her
And you know, she's half crazy

It's why you want to be there
She feeds you tea and oranges
That come all the way from China

And just when you mean to tell her
You have no love to give her
She gets you on her wavelength
And she lets the river answer
You've always been her lover

And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And know she will trust you
For you've touched her perfect body with your mind

Jesus was a sailor
When He walked upon the water
And He spent a long time watching
From His lonely wooden tower

And when He knew for certain
Only drowning men could see Him
He said,"All men will be sailors then
Until the sea shall free them"

But He, Himself was broken
Long before the sky would open
Forsaken, almost human
He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone

And you want to travel with him
You want to travel blind
And you know he will find you
For he's touched your perfect body with his mind

Suzanne takes your hand now
And she leads you to the river
She is wearing rags and feathers
From Salvation Army counters

And the sun pours down like honey
On our, our lady of the harbor
She shows you where to look
Among the garbage and the flowers

There are heroes in the seaweed
There are children in the morning
They are leaning out for love
And they will lean that way forever
While Suzanne holds the mirror

And you want to travel with her
You want to travel blind
And you know she'll find you
For she's touched your perfect body with her mind