Step 5 : Musica maestro!

 " La musica è l'esempio unico di ciò che si sarebbe potuta dire - se non ci fosse stata l'invenzione del linguaggio, la formazione delle parole, l'analisi delle idee - la comunicazione delle anime. "

                     Marcel Proust -La prigioniera 

Come quando focalizzi la tua attenzione su una cosa e all'improvviso questa inizia ad apparirti ovunque, allo stesso modo per me il turchese chiaro e il turchese, in particolar modo, sono comparsi in ogni cosa quotidiana, fra cui anche la musica. E' come se prima facessero parte di uno sfondo scontato e adesso, invece, ne fossero i protagonisti. E allora sentiamo cosa hanno da dirci ! 

Tra tutti i brani in cui è presente il mio colore, ho scelto quello che potesse rappresentarmi meglio. Il brano si intitola " Turquoise", composto nel 1965 da Donovan, il cantautore soprannominato il " Bob Dylan scozzese".

" Turquoise " 

Your smile beams like sunlight on a gull's wing

And the leaves dance and play after you

Take my hand and hold it as you would a flower

Take care with my heart, oh darling, she's made of glass

Your eyes feel like silence resting on me

And the birds cease to sing when you rise

Ride easy your fairy stallion you have mounted

Take care how you fly, my precious, you might fall down

In the pastel skies a sunset I have wandered

With my eyes and ears and heart strained to the full

I know I tasted the essence in the few days

Take care who you love, my precious, he might not know 

Voglio anche menzionare il brano " Land of navajo" del gruppo Old And In The Way, proprio per il riferimento al  popolo nativo americano dei navajo e alla forte presenza nella loro cultura del turchese, come ho raccontato nel post precedente. 

" Land of navajo" 

Oh the wind blows cold

On the trail of the buffalo

Oh the wind blows cold

In the land of the Navajo

In the land of the Navajo

A hundred miles from nowhere out on the desert sand

One Eyed Jack the trader hold some turquoise in his hand

By his side sat Running Elk his longtime Indian friend

He vowed that he would stay by Jack until the bitter end

Jack had gambled everything he owned to lead this wandering life

He might have had a happy home and a tender loving wife

But his hunger was for trading trapper's furs for turquoise stones

Anything that the Indians had Jack wanted for his own

Said Jack to Running Elk I'll gamble all my precious stones

Before I leave my body here among these bleaching bones

Though now my time is drawing near and I'm filled with dark regrets

My spirit longs to journey as the sun begins to set

We raped and killed we stole your land

We rule with guns and knives fed whiskey to your warriors

While we stole away your wives

Said Running Elk what's done is done you white men rule this land

So lay the cards face up and play your last broken hearted hand

When your dealing cards with death the joker's wild the ace is high

Jack bet the Mississippi River running Elk raised him the sky

Jack saw him with the sun and room and upped him with the stars

Running Elk bet the Rocky Mountains Jupiter and Mars

The sun was sinking in the west when Jack draw the ace of spades

Running Elk just rolled his eyes and smiled and passed away

Jack picked up his turquoise stones and cast them to the sky

He stared into the setting sun and made the mournful cry

Qui il sito da cui ho preso i testi delle canzoni.

Al prossimo post! 

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