Aleluya
Luis Eduardo Aute| [Not an antiwar song; see remarks above by GK.] | |
| Who Will Answer? From the canyons of the mind, We wander on and stumble blindly Through the often-tangled maze Of starless nights and sunless days, While casting for some kind of clue Or road to lead us to the truth, But who will answer? Side by side two people stand, Together vowing, hand-in-hand That love's imbedded in their hearts, But soon an empty feeling starts To overwhelm their hollow lives, And when we seek the hows and whys, Who will answer? High upon a lonely ledge, a figure teeters near the edge, And jeering crowds collect below To egg him on with, "Go, man, go!" And who will ask what led him To his private day of doom, And who will answer? On a strange and distant hill, A young man's lying very still. His arms will never hold his child, Because a bullet running wild Has cut him down. And now we cry, "Dear God, Oh, why, oh, why?" And who will answer? (Full melody the rest of the song) If the soul is darkened by a fear it cannot name, If the mind is baffled when the rules don't fit the game, Who will answer? Who will answer? Who will answer? In the rooms of dark and shades, The scent of sandalwood pervades. The colored thoughts in muddled heads Reclining in rumpled beds Of unmade dreams that can't come true, And when we ask what we should do, Who? Who will answer? 'Neath the spreading mushroom tree, The world revolves in apathy As overhead, a row of specks Roars on, drowned out by discotheques, And if a secret button's pressed Because one man has been outguessed, Who will answer? Is our hope in walnut shells Worn 'round the neck with temple bells, Or deep within some cloistered walls Where hooded figures pray in halls? Or crumbled books on dusty shelves, Or in our stars, or in ourselves, Who will answer? If the soul is darkened By a fear it cannot name, If the mind is baffled When the rules don't fit the game, Who will answer? Who will answer? Who will answer? Alleluiah! Alleluiah! Alleluiah! | Aleluya No. 1 by Luis Eduardo Aute; as sung by Massiel Por estas cosas y por vivir Aleluya, aleluya, aaaa.... Una lágrima en la mano un suspiro muy cercano una historia que termina una piel que no respira una nube desgarrada una sangre derramada aleluya; Quince gritos que suplican una tierra que palpita la sonrisa de un recuerdo la mentira de un te quiero una niña que pregunta unos cuerpos que se juntan aleluya; Mil silencios de un olvido un amor que se ha perdido tres guirnaldas en el pelo el aliento de unos besos el perdón de los pecados unos pies que están clavados aleluya; La razón de la locura una luz de luna obscura unos ojos en la noche una voz que no se oye una llama que se apaga una vida que se acaba aleluya. Estas son las cosas que me hacen olvidar este mundo absurdo que no sabe a donde va Aleluya, aleluya, aaaa.... Una madre que amamanta tengo seca la garganta el color de un tiempo abierto un mañana siempre incierto el sudor en una frente el dolor de una gente aleluya; Una llaga que se cierra una herida que se encierra unos labios temblorosos unos brazos calurosos dos palabras en la arena una ola se las lleva aleluya; Un reloj con treinta horas el cartel de no funciona una piedra en el vacío otra piedra en el sentido una lluvia en el alma un incendio en las entrañas aleluya; Unos pasos sin destino por cuarenta mil caminos un acorde disonante nueve infiernos y el Dante unas flores en mi tumba siempre, nunca, nunca, nunca aleluya. Estas son las cosas que me hacen olvidar este mundo absurdo que no sabe a donde va Aleluya, aleluya, aaaa.... Aleluya, aleluya, aaaa.... Aleluya, aleluya, aaaa.... |
