Pesma sireni

Danas je tačno 37 godina od prerane smrti Tima Buckleyja. Prikladno je da čujemo jednu od njegovih velikih pesama.

Nemam šta pametno da kažem osim onog što je rečeno na početku ovog video zapisa:

This is Tim Buckley.

Kad malo bolje razmislim, dovoljno je. Muziku tog čoveka sam uvek prihvatao zdravo za gotovo. I nikad se nisam pokajao zbog toga.

Long afloat on shipless oceans
I did all my best to smile
‘Til your singing eyes and fingers
Drew me loving to your isle
And you sang
Sail to me, sail to me
Let me enfold you
Here I am, here I am
Waiting to hold you

Did I dream you dreamed about me?
Were you hare when I was fox ?
Now my foolish boat is leaning
Broken lovelorn on your rocks
For you sing
‘Touch me not, touch me not
Come back tomorrow
Oh my heart, oh my heart
Shies from the sorrow’

I am puzzled as the oyster
I am troubled as the tide
Should I stand amid your breakers ?
Or should I lie with death my bride ?
Hear me sing
‘Swim to me, swim to me
Let me enfold you
Here I am, here I am
Waiting to hold you’