"Псалом" Леонарда Коэна: звоните в те колокола, что еще звонят
Тем, кто связан со всякого рода гуманитарщиной, кто отмечает Рождество, у кого на душе кошки скребут и хочется бросить свои бесконечные акции, проекты, кампании к чертовой матери - "Псалом" Леонарда Коэна. Если погружаться в смысл стихов, то не просто легчает, а приходит просветление. Отчаяние от собственной немощности, от чувства, что любые усилия напрасны - та самая трещина, из которой льется свет и откуда берутся силы.
Leonard Cohen - Anthem
из интервью Коэна: "Мне не нравятся песни с идеями. Они обычно становятся слоганами в защиту экологии или проповедования вегетарианства и пацифизма. Мне нравится работать над песней до тех пор, пока подобные слоганы, какими бы прекрасными они ни были и какие бы высокие идеи они не провозглашали, не растворятся в более глубоких убеждениях сердца. Я никогда не писал и не буду писать дидактических песен. Таков мой опыт. И все, что я вкладываю в песни, и есть мой собственный опыт".
The birds they sang
At the break of day
Start again
I heard them say
Don't dwell on what
Has passed away
Or what is yet to be.
Ah the wars they will
Be fought again
The holy dove
She will be caught again
Bought and sold
And bought again
The dove is never free.
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
We asked for signs
The signs were sent
The birth betrayed
The marriage spent
Yeah the widowhood
Of every government
Signs for all to see.
I can't run no more
With that lawless crowd
While the killers in high places
Say their prayers out loud.
But they've summoned, they've summoned up
A thundercloud
And they're going to hear from me.
Ring the bells that still can ring
You can add up the parts
But you won't have the sum
You can strike up the march,
There is no drum
Every heart, every heart
To love will come
But like a refugee.
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
That's how the light gets in.
That's how the light gets in.
Leonard Cohen - Anthem
Click to viewиз интервью Коэна: "Мне не нравятся песни с идеями. Они обычно становятся слоганами в защиту экологии или проповедования вегетарианства и пацифизма. Мне нравится работать над песней до тех пор, пока подобные слоганы, какими бы прекрасными они ни были и какие бы высокие идеи они не провозглашали, не растворятся в более глубоких убеждениях сердца. Я никогда не писал и не буду писать дидактических песен. Таков мой опыт. И все, что я вкладываю в песни, и есть мой собственный опыт".
The birds they sang
At the break of day
Start again
I heard them say
Don't dwell on what
Has passed away
Or what is yet to be.
Ah the wars they will
Be fought again
The holy dove
She will be caught again
Bought and sold
And bought again
The dove is never free.
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
We asked for signs
The signs were sent
The birth betrayed
The marriage spent
Yeah the widowhood
Of every government
Signs for all to see.
I can't run no more
With that lawless crowd
While the killers in high places
Say their prayers out loud.
But they've summoned, they've summoned up
A thundercloud
And they're going to hear from me.
Ring the bells that still can ring
You can add up the parts
But you won't have the sum
You can strike up the march,
There is no drum
Every heart, every heart
To love will come
But like a refugee.
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
That's how the light gets in.
That's how the light gets in.