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    Jennifer Warnes & Leonard Cohen – Joan of Arc

    By on Thursday, July 28th, 2011 | No Comments


    Jennifer Warnes & Leonard Cohen – Joan of Arc

    Leonard Cohen & Jennifer Warnes – Joan Of Arc

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    Le fiamme seguivano Giovanna d’Arco Mentre veniva cavalcando attraverso il buio; Nessuna luna per far risplendere la sua armatura, Nessun uomo per condurla attraverso questa notte piena di fumo. Disse, ”Sono stanca della guerra, Voglio il tipo di lavoro che facevo prima, Un vestito da sposa o qualcosa di bianco Da vestire sopra la mia enfatica brama.” Sono felice di sentirti parlare in questo modo, Sai che ti guardai cavalcare ogni giorno E qualcosa in me desiderava vincere Una così fredda e solitaria eroina. ”E chi sei tu?” lei disse aspramente A colui nascosto nel fumo. ”Perchè, io sono il fuoco,” rispose, ”Ed amo la tua solitudine, amo il tuo orgoglio.” ”Fuoco, rendi il tuo corpo freddo, Ti sto per dare il mio da tenere,” Disse questo mentre vi entrava Per essere la sua unica, per essere la sua sola sposa. Ed in profondità dentro il suo ardente cuore Egli prese le polveri di Giovanna d’Arco, E alto sopra gli ospiti del matrimonio Appese le ceneri del suo vestito da sposa. Fu in profondita nel suo ardente cuore Che prese la polvere di Giovanna d’Arco, E lei chiaramente capì Che se lui era il fuoco, oh lei doveva essere il legno. Vidi il suo fremito, vidi il suo pianto, Vidi la gloria dei suoi occhi. Io stesso desidero amore e luce, Ma deve essere così crudele, e così luminoso?

    Leonard Cohen – Joan of Arc

    By on Thursday, April 21st, 2011 | 25 Comments


    Now the flames they followed Joan of Arc as she came riding through the dark; no moon to keep her armour bright, no man to get her through this very smoky night. She said, “I’m tired of the war, I want the kind of work I had before, a wedding dress or something white to wear upon my swollen appetite.” Well, I’m glad to hear you talk this way, you know I’ve watched you riding every day and something in me yearns to win such a cold and lonesome heroine. “And who are you?” she sternly spoke to the one beneath the smoke. “Why, I’m fire,” he replied, “And I love your solitude, I love your pride.” “Then fire, make your body cold, I’m going to give you mine to hold,” saying this she climbed inside to be his one, to be his only bride. And deep into his fiery heart he took the dust of Joan of Arc, and high above the wedding guests he hung the ashes of her wedding dress. It was deep into his fiery heart he took the dust of Joan of Arc, and then she clearly understood if he was fire, oh then she must be wood. I saw her wince, I saw her cry, I saw the glory in her eye. Myself I long for love and light, but must it come so cruel, and oh so bright?

    Suzanne by Leonard Cohen performed by Will Taylor and Strings Attached

    By on Saturday, April 2nd, 2011 | 18 Comments


    Get the CD NOW! tinyurl.com Get 3 free MP3s here: See StringsAttached.org Be a fan on facebook at http Twitter at twitter.com Hear our music on itunes at budurl.com Contact us at will@willtaylor.com or 512-775-2371 From the Strings Attached Leonard Cohen Show January 2008 StringsAttached.org Strings Attached with Michael ShayStrings Attached Discography: Back to the Garden a Tribute to Joni Mitchell All Beatles Covers Vol. 1 and 2 A Live Tribute to Led Zeppelin Songs of Leonard Cohen Live Collaborations A Bride’s Collection of Traditional Wedding Music Lyrics for Suzanne by Leonard Cohen 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, But that’s why you want to be there. And she feeds you tea and oranges that come all the way from China. And just when you mean to tell her that you have no love to give her, Then she gets you on her wavelength And she lets the river answer That you’ve always been her lover. And you want to travel with her, And you want to travel blind, And you know she will trust you, For you’ve touched her perfect body with your mind. And 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, Foresaken, almost …