Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Gracias, Jorge

Tears, mental violence, penitence, separation, crashing economies, a family wiped away, so much, just so much to bear and endure and then I remember this dew of a song, more like a beautiful poem dripping with meaning. Please listen to it. It will make you happy.

The lyrics, in Spanish, like dripping snow.

Clavo mi remo en el agua
llevo tu remo en el mío.
Creo que he visto una luz
al otro lado del río.
El día le irá pudiendo
poco a poco al frío.
Creo que he visto una luz
al otro lado del río.
Sobre todo, creo que no todo está perdido.
Tanta lágrima, tanta lágrima,
y yo soy un vaso vacio
Oigo una voz que me llama,
casi un suspiro:
¡Rema, rema, rema!
¡Rema, rema, rema!
En esta orilla del mundo
lo que nos es presa es baldío.
Creo que he visto una luz
al otro lado del río.
Yo, muy serio, voy remando,
muy adentro y sonrío.
Creo que he visto una luz
al otro lado del río.
Sobre todo,
creo que no todo está perdido.
Tanta lágrima, tanta lágrima,
y yo soy un vaso vacío...
Oigo una voz que me llama,
casi un suspiro:
¡Rema, rema, rema!
¡Rema, rema, rema!


They strike my heart. I suddenly reminescence. Someone I loved in college who took his life. He had hurt and cheated on me but I still think of him. The snow reminds me of him, thats where it all started, I nearly broke my knee and wrecked the valley with my shouts of pain. I just want now to hug my baby and take in the baby smell of his soft skin. I used to sit in this office and listen to another enormous artist, Souad Massi and work late hours and see the planes dart across the royal blue sky from my big glass window and smile in deep satisfaction. That is gone now, things have changed, I am cynical and counting my days here. Then again, this song takes charge of me, keeping me human. Giving me hope. So much hope.

(The english translation here. Don't know how good it is)

1 comment:

Nino's Mum said...

There's this thing about destiny - even when you want to fight it with every pore in your body - this set of small coincidences that flash their presence, jaunty in the knowledge that they know your fate. It was something like that today with me when i read your post - I thought it was a great song - till I read the english translation - and somehow, I know I was meant to read this.
And while I storm against fate, only to give up after all the shouts, I now do believe there is light across the river.
Thank you, for this. and hugs.