Canciones para practicar el llanto

Porque llorar es bueno, porque beneficia los pulmones, porque nos hace sentir vivos. Porque llorar no siempre es malo. Porque llorar es cosa de todos y de hombres y de grandes y de chicos. Porque el llanto es una suerte de calistenia espiritual, tan bien recomendada como el chequeo cardíaco después de los 35. Porque todos lloramos, así sea en secreto, quiero confesar siete piezas recurrentes en el anaquel de mis lágrimas. Como es lógico, no hay una razón que las justifique, son sólo temas que al primer acorde me desarman y luego debo recoger mis pedacitos por el suelo. Es una lista ecléctica, sí, pero para llorar no se necesita bandera.


La donna cannone (Francesco De Gregori)



Butteró questo mio enorme cuore tra le stelle un giorno,
giuro che lo faró
e oltre l'azzurro della tenda nell'azzurro io voleró.
Quando la donna cannone d'oro e d'argento diventerá,
senza passare dalla stazione l'ultimo treno prenderá.

E in faccia ai maligni e ai superbi il mio nome scintillerá,
dalle porte della notte il giorno si bloccherá,
un applauso del pubblico pagante lo sottolineerá
e dalla bocca del cannone una canzone suonerá.

E con le mani amore, per le mani ti prenderó
e senza dire parole nel mio cuore ti porteró
e non avró paura se non sarò bella come vuoi tu
ma voleremo in cielo in carne ed ossa, non torneremo piú
E senza fame e senza sete
e senza ali e senza rete voleremo via.

Così la donna cannone, quell'enorme mistero voló,
tutta sola verso un cielo nero nero s'incamminó.
Tutti chiusero gli occhi nell'attimo esatto in cui sparí,
altri giurarono e spergiurarono che non erano mai stati lí.

E con le mani amore, per le mani ti prenderó
e senza dire parole nel mio cuore ti porteró
e non avró paura se non saró bella come dici tu
ma voleremo in cielo in carne ed ossa, non torneremo piú
E senza fame e senza sete
e senza ali e senza rete voleremo via.


Father and son (Cat Stevens, aka Yusuf)



Father
Its not time to make a change,
Just relax, take it easy.
Youre still young, thats your fault,
Theres so much you have to know.
Find a girl, settle down,
If you want you can marry.
Look at me, I am old, but Im happy.
I was once like you are now,
and I know that its not easy,
To be calm when youve found something going on.
But take your time, think a lot,
Think of everything youve got.
For you will still be here tomorrow,
but your dreams may not.

Son
How can I try to explain,
when I do he turns away again.
Its always been the same, same old story.
From the moment I could talk
I was ordered to listen.
Now theres a way and I know that I have to go away.
I know I have to go.

Father
Its not time to make a change,
Just sit down, take it slowly.
Youre still young, thats your fault,
Theres so much you have to go through.
Find a girl, settle down,
if you want you can marry.
Look at me, I am old, but Im happy.

Son
All the times that I cried, keeping all the things I knew inside,
Its hard, but its harder to ignore it.
If they were right, Id agree, but its them you know not me.
Now theres a way and I know that I have to go away.
I know I have to go.


Valsinha (Chico Buarque)



Um dia ele chegou tão diferente do seu jeito de sempre chegar
Olhou-a dum jeito muito mais quente do que sempre costumava olhar
E não maldisse a vida tanto quanto era seu jeito de sempre falar
E nem deixou-a só num canto, pra seu grande espanto convidou-a pra rodar
Então ela se fez bonita com há muito tempo não queria ousar
Com seu vestido decotado cheirando a guardado de tanto esperar
Depois o dois deram-se os braços com há muito tempo não se usava dar
E cheios de ternura e graça foram para a praça e começaram a se abraçar
E ali dançaram tanta dança que a vizinhanca toda despertou
E foi tanta felicidade que toda cidade enfim se iluminou
E foram tantos beijos loucos
Tantos gritos roucos como não se ouvia mais
Que o mundo compreendeu
E o dia amanheceu
Em paz


Cuando ya me empiece a quedar solo (Sui Generis)



Tendré los ojos muy lejos
un cigarrillo en la boca
el pecho dentro de un hueco
y una gata medio loca.
Un escenario vacío
Un libro muerto de pena
Un dibujo destruído
Y la caridad ajena
Un televisor inútil
Eléctrica compañía
La radio a todo volumen
Y una prisión que no es mía
Una vejez sin temores
Y una vida reposada
Ventanas muy agitadas
Y una cama tan inmóvil
Un montón de diarios apilados
Y una flor cuidando mi pasado
Y un rumor de voces que me gritan
Y un millón de manos que me aplauden
Y el fantasma tuyo, sobre todo
Cuando ya me empiece a quedar solo.


The winner takes it all (Abba)

I dont wanna talk

About the things weve gone through

Though its hurting me

Now its history

Ive played all my cards

And thats what youve done too

Nothing more to say

No more ace to play

The winner takes it all

The loser standing small

Beside the victory

Thats her destiny

I was in your arms

Thinking I belonged there

I figured it made sense

Building me a fence

Building me a home

Thinking Id be strong there

But I was a fool

Playing by the rules

The gods may throw a dice

Their minds as cold as ice

And someone way down here

Loses someone dear

The winner takes it all

The loser has to fall

Its simple and its plain

Why should I complain.

But tell me does she kiss

Like I used to kiss you?

Does it feel the same

When she calls your name?

Somewhere deep inside

You must know I miss you

But what can I say

Rules must be obeyed

The judges will decide

The likes of me abide

Spectators of the show

Always staying low

The game is on again

A lover or a friend

A big thing or a small

The winner takes it all

I dont wanna talk

If it makes you feel sad

And I understand

Youve come to shake my hand

I apologize

If it makes you feel bad

Seeing me so tense

No self-confidence

But you see

The winner takes it all

The winner takes it all...

No surprises (Radiohead)



A heart that's full up like a landfill,
a job that slowly kills you,
bruises that won't heal.
You look so tired-unhappy,
bring down the government,
they don't, they don't speak for us.
I'll take a quiet life,
a handshake of carbon monoxide,

with no alarms and no surprises,
no alarms and no surprises,
no alarms and no surprises,
Silence, silence.

This is my final fit,
my final bellyache

with no alarms and no surprises,
no alarms and no surprises,
no alarms and no surprises please.

Such a pretty house
and such a pretty garden.

No alarms and no surprises (get me outta here),
no alarms and no surprises (get me outta here),
no alarms and no surprises, please.


In my life (The Beatles)



There are places i'll remember
All my life though some have changed
Some forever not for better
Some have gone and some remain
All these places have their moments
With lovers and friends i still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life i've loved them all
But of all these friends and lovers
There is no one compares with you
And these memories lose their meaning
When i think of love as something new
Though i know i'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know i'll often stop and think about them
In my life i love you more
In my life i love you more