| Mi versión preferida de la mejor de las canciones. Cada vez que oigo a Jon cantarla, se me pianta un lagrimón. No alcanzan las palabras para expresar todo lo que me hace sentir: dolor, vacío, añoranza, conciencia total de mi propia fragilidad; y fuerza, plenitud, amor y sentido de la divinidad... y encima y alrededor de todo, una inmensa gratitud por la vida, por poder amar aunque sea pobremente, y por poder cantar mi propio Aleluya aunque sea uno frío y roto la mayoría de las veces. My favourite version of the best of the songs. Every time I hear JBJ singing it, tears come to my eyes... words are not enough as to express what it makes me feel: sorrow, emptyness, longing, a full awareness of my own weakness and fragility... and fullness, strenght , love and a sense of divinity... and surrounding that all, an immense gratitude for life, for being able to love even with a poor love, and for being able to sing my own Hallelujah, despite it´sa cold and broken one most of the times ... Lyrics: I heard there was a secret chord that David played to please the lord But you don't really care for music, do you ? Well it goes like this the fourth, the fifth The minor fall and the major lift The baffled king composing hallelujah Hallelujah... Well your faith was strong but you needed proof You saw her bathing on the roof Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you She tied you to her kitchen chair She broke your throne and she cut your hair And from your lips she drew the hallelujah ... |
