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miércoles, noviembre 05, 2008

Jeff Buckley - Forget Her

Mientras sigo pensando algun post profundo y personal, jaja...les dejo con un video del finado Jeff Buckley, a quien últimamente vengo escuchando con mucha frecuencia. Sólo llegó a grabar un álbum de estudio en su corta carrera, pues murió ahogado en le río Wolf de la ciudad de Menphis, Tennessee, a la edad de 30 años. Si bien a su muerte le siguieron una cantidad de discos en vivo y no oficiales, su álbum Grace (1994) sigue siendo una obra maestra absoluta. Canciones como la que da título al disco, The Last Goodbye y como no, la mejor versión que he escuchado del Hallelujah de Leonard Cohen, hacen de este un álbum imprescindible. Desconozco si en la época en que salió fue bien recibido, recordemos que el grunge estaba en pleno apogeo, aun así es para mi gusto un disco intemporal, que seguirá sonando igual de aquí a 20 años más. En las ediciones posteriores se incluyo una última canción, Forget Her, que es el video que les presento, y de yapa la letra para quienes quieran olvidar. Disfrútenlo



"Forget Her"

While this time's busy sleeping
All the noise has died away.
I walk the streets to stop my weeping,
She'll never change her ways.
Don't fool yourself,
she was heartache from the moment that you met her.
And my heart is frozen still as
I try to find the will to forget her, somehow.
She's somewhere out there now.
Her love is a rose, pale and dying.
Dropping her petals in land unknown
All full of wine, the world before her, was sober with no place to go.
Don't fool yourself, she was heartache from the moment that you met her.
My heart is frozen still as I try to find the will to forget her,
somehow.
She's somewhere out there now.
Well my tears fall down as I try to forget,
Her love was a joke from the day that we met.
All of the words, all of her men, all of my pain when
I think back to when.
Remember her hair as it shone in the sun, the smell of the bed when
I knew what she'd done.
Tell myself over and over you won't ever need her again.
But don't fool yourself, she was heartache from the moment that you met her.
My heart is frozen still as I try to find the will to forget her, somehow.
She's out there somewhere now.
Oh She was heartache from the day that I first met her.
My heart is frozen still as I try to find the will to forget you, somehow.
Cause I know you're somewhere out there right now