Leonard Cohen
Leonard Cohen - Joan Of Arc Spanish translation lyrics
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Juana de Arco
Las llamas siguen a Juana de Arco que va en la noche cabalgando, sin luna que brille en su armadura, sin hombre que la alcance a través de la bruma. "Estoy cansada de pelear, como antes quiero trabajar, un vestido de novia o algo de blanco para usar sobre mi apetito tragado". "Me gusta oírte hablar así, yo te observaba cabalgar sin fin y algo en mí alcanzar ansía a tan fría y solitaria heroína". "¿Y tú quién eres?" - preguntó en tono duro a aquel que estaba debajo del humo -, "yo soy fuego" - respondió sin más - "y amo tu orgullo, amo tu soledad". "Entonces, fuego, has tu cuerpo frío, que voy a darte a abrazar el mío" y diciendo esto trepó en la gloria para ser su única, su única novia. Y profundo en su corazón quemando, él tomó el polvo de Juana de Arco y sobre los que fueron a la boda colgó las cenizas de su vestido de novia. Y profundo en su corazón quemando, él tomó el polvo de Juana de Arco y ella entendió que si él era fuego, oh, entonces ella debería ser leño. La vi temblar, la vi gritar, vi la gloria en su mirar, yo mismo ansío amar y arder, ¿pero tiene que ser tan brillante y tan cruel?
Joan Of Arc
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" La la la... 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" La la la... "Then fire, make your body cold I'm gonna 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 La la la... 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? La la la...
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Author: Leonard Cohen
Composer: Leonard Cohen
Publisher: Sony Music Entertainment, Old Ideas, LLC
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Released in: 1971
Language: English
Translations: Spanish
Appearing on: The Presence (1993) , The Ladies Man In Concert (1993) , Blossoms Of Heaven, Ashes Of Hell (1998) , Best , Songs Of Love And Hate (1971) , The Best Of Leonard Cohen (2003) , Can't Forget (2015)
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