Octaedro

Me apetecía incluir música en Octaedro. No tiene que ver con la literatura (o sí­, ahora que lo pienso, hay mucha música relacionada con la literatura), pero es una de las cosas que me interesan o me interesaron mucho en el pasado. Tan en el pasado que la música que pienso poner hoy aquí­ tiene un aroma a excavación arqueológica. Es un tema que siempre me ha fascinado, muy conocido. Stairway to heaven, de Led Zeppelin. Es bastante largo, así­ que está dedicado a los que tengan la suficiente paciencia como para sumergirse en el pasado durante un rato. Para hacerlo más llevadero, os incluyo la letra.

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There’s a lady who’s sure
All that glitters is gold
And she’s buying a stairway to heaven
When she gets there she knows
If the stores are all closed
With a word she can get what she came for
And she’s buying a stairway to heaven

There’s a sign on the wall
But she wants to be sure
‘Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings
In a tree by the brook
There’s a songbird who sings
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven
It makes me wonder

There’s a feeling I get
When I look to the west
and my spirit is crying for leaving
In my thoughts I have seen
Rings of smoke through the trees
And the voices of those who stand looking
And it makes me wonder

And it’s whispered that soon
If we all call the tune
Then the piper will lead us to reason
And a new day will dawn
For those who stand long
And the forest will echo with laughter

If there’s a bustle in your hedgerow
Don’t be alarmed now
It’s just a spring clean for the May queen
Yes there are two paths you can go by
But in the long run
There’s still time to change the road you’re on
And it makes me wonder

Your head is humming and it won’t go
In case you don’t know
The piper’s calling you to join him
Dear lady can you hear the wind blow
And did you know
Your stairway lies on the whisperin’ wind

And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our souls
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How everything still turns to gold
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last
When all are one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll

And she’s buying a stairway to heaven…

Entradas relacionadas:

• The river, Bruce Springsteen

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