Não há paçavras para descrever esta musica... Todos na vida deviamos ter um momento em que esta musica se encaixasse na nossa banda sonora. No nosso nascimento, quando deixamos a escola, quando saimos da casa dos pais, quando casamos, quando nasce o nosso filho, quando morre um ente querido... quando estamos no nosso proprio leito de morte...
Esta é a musica... a musica da minha vida. Se eu fosse alguem importante ao ponto de outro alguem importante querer por a minha vida em filme, esta musica devia ser a principal musica da banda sonora...
Já chorei de tristeza profunda, ja senti uma raiva interminavel. Já sorri e senti uma tranquilidade imensa... tudo ao som desta musica.
Numa viagem longa, ou numa curta viagem de regresso a casa depois de uma noite de folia na discoteca...
Para pensar em tudo ou simplesmente não pensar em nada... esta é a musica.
Há várias versões,mas a que aqui vou colocar a aquela que realmente prefiro é a Tocada e cantada pelo grande Jeff Buckley.
E a letra...
Well I heard there was a secret chord
that David played and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do ya?
Well it goes like this :
The fourth, the fifth, the minor fall and the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah...
Well your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew ya
And she tied you to her kitchen chair
She broke your throne and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah...
(Yeah but) Baby I've been here before
I've seen this room and I've walked this floor, (You know)
I used to live alone before I knew ya
And I've seen your flag on the marble arch
and love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah...
Well there was a time when you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show that to me do ya
But remember when I moved in you
And the holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah
Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah
Hallelujah...
[Instrumental]
Maybe there's a God above
But all I've ever learned from love
Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew ya
And it's not a cry that you hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen the light
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelu...
Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelu...
Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah
Hallellllluuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuujjjaahhhh...Hallelllluuuuuujjaaaaaaaaaahhhh
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