So do you know I’m a dancer now
With red painted lips, and a jezebel crown
So have you heard, I’m a singer now
With reliquary eyes, and a diadem frown
But I look for you
In the diamond trees
And the highway divine
Deliver me
Your father died
A month ago
And he scattered his ashes
In the snow
But oh my lonely diamond heart
It misses you so well
Oh my lonely diamond heart
It misses you oh well
I had a man in every town
And I thought of you each time
I tore off my gown
Changes have come
And I cannot recall
The shape of your face
Through the winters and falls
But I look for you
In the traffic seas
And the bars I’m always frequenting
Your father died
Some months ago
And we scattered his ashes
In the snow
Holidays are the hardest hours of the year
Holidays are the hardest hours of the year
Holidays are the hardest hours of the year
And oh my lonely diamond heart
It misses you my dear
She gave me a bird
Made out of clay
So I never will forget her
And he gave me a book
Made out of wood
To fasten all
The emblems
With red painted lips, and a jezebel crown
So have you heard, I’m a singer now
With reliquary eyes, and a diadem frown
But I look for you
In the diamond trees
And the highway divine
Deliver me
Your father died
A month ago
And he scattered his ashes
In the snow
But oh my lonely diamond heart
It misses you so well
Oh my lonely diamond heart
It misses you oh well
I had a man in every town
And I thought of you each time
I tore off my gown
Changes have come
And I cannot recall
The shape of your face
Through the winters and falls
But I look for you
In the traffic seas
And the bars I’m always frequenting
Your father died
Some months ago
And we scattered his ashes
In the snow
Holidays are the hardest hours of the year
Holidays are the hardest hours of the year
Holidays are the hardest hours of the year
And oh my lonely diamond heart
It misses you my dear
She gave me a bird
Made out of clay
So I never will forget her
And he gave me a book
Made out of wood
To fasten all
The emblems
She gave me a bird
Made out of clay
So I never will forget her
But oh my lonely diamond heart
It misses you so well
And oh my lonely diamond heart
It misses you oh well
Made out of clay
So I never will forget her
But oh my lonely diamond heart
It misses you so well
And oh my lonely diamond heart
It misses you oh well
La cuestión es: ¿se puede tener una voz más bella y sensible que ésta? Hacía tiempo que una voz no me enternecía tanto como la de esta chica. Dan ganas de romper a llorar por momentos...
4 comentarios:
Por cierto, se llama Marisa Nadler y me gustaría que fuera la madre de mis hijos. XD Si a alguien le ha gustado la canción, que no dude en descargarse su disco que ya comenté brevemente en mis preferidos del año pasado, es una auténtica delicia para los oídos.
Ahora mismo voy, porque me ha encantado.
Ole ese tío, que se está modernizando y ya sabe incrustar las canciones en el blog, jaja.
Saludos,
Luis Fernández
Joder, cuánta paz y serenidad me ha transmitido, lo necesitaba.
No solo tiene una voz dulce sino que a demás es preciosa.
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