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agosto 27, 2007

Clothes Of Sand




Who has dressed you in strange clothes of sand
Who has taken you far from my land
Who has said that my sayings were wrong
And who will say that I stayed much too long?
Clothes of sand have covered your face
Given you meaning but taken my place
So make your way on down to the sea
Something has taken you so far from me.
Does it now seem worth all the colour of skies
To see the earth through painted eyes
To look through panes of shaded glass
See the stains of winter's grass.
Can you now return to from where you came
Try to burn your changing name
Or with silver spoons and coloured light
Will you worship moons in winter's night.
Clothes of sand have covered your face
Given you meaning but taken my place
So make your way on down to the sea
Something has taken you so far from me.


NICK DRAKE (1948-1974)


octubre 02, 2006

Time of no reply

Summer was gone and the heat died down/And Autumn reached for her golden crown/I looked behind as I heard a sigh/But this was the time of no reply.//The sun went down and the crowd went home/I was left by the roadside all alone/I turned to speak as they went by/But this was the time of no reply.//The time of no reply is calling me to stayThere is no hello and no goodbye/To leave there is no way./The trees on the hill had nothing to say/They would keep their dreams till another day/So they stood and thought and wondered why/For this was the time of no reply.//Time goes by from year to year/And no one asks why I am standing here/But I have my answer as I look to the sky/This is the time of no reply./The time of no reply is calling me to stay/There`s no hello and no goodbye/To leave there is no way.

Nick Drake (pero mejor es escucharlo...)