Closing time de Leonard Cohen

Ah we're drinking and we're dancing
and the band is really happening
and the johnny walker wisdom running high
and my very sweet companion
she's the angel of compassion
she's rubbing half the world against her thigh
and every drinker every dancer
lifts a happy face to thank her
the fiddler fiddles something so sublime
all the women tear their blouses off
and the men they dance on the polka-dots
and it's partner found, it's partner lost
and it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops:
it's closing time
yeah the women tear their blouses off
and the men they dance on the polka-dots
and it's partner found, it's partner lost
and it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops:
it's closing time
Ah we're lonely, we're romantic
and the cider's laced with acid
and the holy spirit's crying, "where's the beef?"
and the moon is swimming naked
and the summer night is fragrant
with a mighty expectation of relief
so we struggle and we stagger
down the snakes and up the ladder
to the tower where the blessed hours chime
and i swear it happened just like this:
a sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss
the gates of love they budged an inch
i can't say much has happened since
but closing time
I swear it happened just like this:
a sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss
the gates of love they budged an inch
i can't say much has happened since
closing time
I loved you for your beauty
but that doesn't make a fool of me:
you were in it for your beauty too
and i loved you for your body
there's a voice that sounds like god to me
declaring, declaring, declaring that your body's really you
and i loved you when our love was blessed
and i love you now there's nothing left
but sorrow and a sense of overtime
and i missed you since the place got wrecked
and i just don't care what happens next
looks like freedom but it feels like death
it's something in between, i guess
it's closing time
Yeah i missed you since the place got wrecked
by the winds of change and the weeds of sex
looks like freedom but it feels like death
it's something in between, i guess
it's closing time
Yeah we're drinking and we're dancing
but there's nothing really happening
and the place is dead as heaven on a saturday night
and my very close companion
gets me fumbling gets me laughing
she's a hundred but she's wearing
something tight
and i lift my glass to the awful truth
which you can't reveal to the ears of youth
except to say it isn't worth a dime
and the whole damn place goes crazy twice
and it's once for the devil and once for christ
but the boss don't like these dizzy heights
we're busted in the blinding lights,
busted in the blinding lights
of closing time
The whole damn place goes crazy twice
and it's once for the devil and once for christ
but the boss don't like these dizzy heights
we're busted in the blinding lights,
busted in the blinding lights
of closing time
Oh the women tear their blouses off
and the men they dance on the polka-dots
it's closing time
and it's partner found, it's partner lost
and it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops
it's closing time
i swear it happened just like this:
a sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss
it's closing time
the gates of love they budged an inch
i can't say much has happened since
but closing time
i loved you when our love was blessed
i love you now there's nothing left
but closing time
i miss you since the place got wrecked
by the winds of change and the weeds of sex.

Ah, estamos bebiendo y estamos bailando
y la banda realmente está en su salsa
y la sabiduría de Johnny Walker corre alta
y mi muy dulce compañera
es el ángel de la compasión
está frotando medio mundo contra su muslo
y cada bebedor, cada bailarín
levanta una cara feliz para agradecerle
el violinista toca algo tan sublime
todas las mujeres se rasgan las blusas
y los hombres bailan sobre los lunares
y es pareja encontrada, es pareja perdida
y habrá que pagar cuando el violinista pare:
es hora de cerrar
sí, las mujeres se rasgan las blusas
y los hombres bailan sobre los lunares
y es pareja encontrada, es pareja perdida
y habrá que pagar cuando el violinista pare:
es hora de cerrar.
Ah, estamos solos, somos románticos
y la sidra está adulterada con ácido
y el espíritu santo llora, "dónde está la carne?"
y la luna nada desnuda
y la noche de verano es fragante,
con una gran expectativa de alivio.
Así que luchamos y nos tambaleamos,
bajando por las serpientes y subiendo por la escalera,
hacia la torre donde suenan las horas benditas,
y juro que pasó exactamente así:
un suspiro, un grito, un beso hambriento,
las puertas del amor cedieron un centímetro.
No puedo decir que haya pasado mucho desde entonces,
pero es hora de cerrar.
Juro que pasó exactamente así:
un suspiro, un grito, un beso hambriento,
las puertas del amor cedieron un centímetro.
No puedo decir que haya pasado mucho desde entonces,
es hora de cerrar.
Te amé por tu belleza,
pero eso no me convierte en un tonto:
tú también estabas en ello por tu belleza.
Y te amé por tu cuerpo;
hay una voz que suena como Dios para mí,
declarando, declarando, declarando que tu cuerpo eres tú realmente.
Y te amé cuando nuestro amor fue bendecido;
te amo ahora que no queda nada,
sino tristeza y una sensación de horas extra.
Y te he echado de menos desde que el lugar se arruinó;
no me importa lo que pase después;
se parece a libertad pero se siente como muerte,supongo.Es hora de cerrar.Sí,I’ve missed you since the place got wreckeda `

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