CANCIÓN DE DICIEMBRE:
The islander - Nightwish
An old man by a seashore
at the end of day
gazes the horizon
with seawinds in his face
Tempest-tossed island
seasons all the same
anchorage unpainted
and a ship without a name
Sea without a shore for the banished one unheard
he lightens the beacon at the end of the world
Showing the way lighting hope in their hearts
the ones on their travels homeward from afar
This is for long-forgotten
light at the end of the world
Horizon crying
the tears he left behind long ago
The albatross is flying making him daydream
the time before he became one of the world's unseen
Princess in the tower, children in the fields
life gave him it all: an island of the universe
Now his love's a memory, a ghost in the fog
he sets the sails one last time saying farewell to the world
Anchor to the water, seabed far below,
grass still in his feet and a smile beneath his brow
This is for long-forgotten
light at the end of the world
Horizon crying
the tears he left behind long ago
So long ago
at the end of day
gazes the horizon
with seawinds in his face
Tempest-tossed island
seasons all the same
anchorage unpainted
and a ship without a name
Sea without a shore for the banished one unheard
he lightens the beacon at the end of the world
Showing the way lighting hope in their hearts
the ones on their travels homeward from afar
This is for long-forgotten
light at the end of the world
Horizon crying
the tears he left behind long ago
The albatross is flying making him daydream
the time before he became one of the world's unseen
Princess in the tower, children in the fields
life gave him it all: an island of the universe
Now his love's a memory, a ghost in the fog
he sets the sails one last time saying farewell to the world
Anchor to the water, seabed far below,
grass still in his feet and a smile beneath his brow
This is for long-forgotten
light at the end of the world
Horizon crying
the tears he left behind long ago
So long ago
2 comentarios:
Me encantan las canciones que empiezan con lluvia y guitarras como Blame it on the weatherman... que sonaba en uno de los capis de Dawson's Creek.
Ehm!, también me gusta el anterior post... ¡con las súpergilmore! Esta noche me echaré el ¿ante?antepenúltimo capi de las Gilmore para empezar así la recta final navideña de las Gilmore. ¡Uf, qué duro!
Un fuerte abrazo!
A mi me gusta el toque irlandés de la canción me trae taaaaaantos recuerdos de mi Irlanda querida.
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