Saint

Ayer, día del segundo equinoccio del año, comenzó oficialmente la primavera en el hemisferio sur. Junto con ella, llegan también todas las nuevas flores y brotes, alergias para algunos, promesas vacías que se marchitarán en el verano para otros… Por el momento, no me ha llegado ninguna de esas opciones, tan sólo un pensamiento: espero esta primavera dar un paso adelante, cumplir la promesa a mí mismo y poder prometer todo lo que deseo prometer a esa persona especial mencionada en otros posts de este blog. Pero no serán de esas promesas vacías: mis promesas son para siempre.

Pensaba en eso cuando vino a mi cabeza la melodía de una canción que, desde que compré el disco hace poco más de diez años, siempre me ha gustado. No sólo la melodía y la instrumentación son de una belleza impecable y contenida, también la voz y en especial la letra. Y en estos momentos no es tan sólo una canción que me gusta, es una canción que me gustaría que me dedicaran alguna vez. Tal vez ella. Sí, yo creo que ella.

Saint – Texas

I’m taking my time
I’ll fix it, don’t worry now
I’m needing you there
Make sure that you’re coming too

All of my life
Is all I’ll give you here
The meaning of me
Is something to pursue

You think I’m a saint
It’s in your pretty head
Stretched out like a saint now
I love you to death

Catch another dream now
We can find them somehow
I know that there’s a boy inside the man
Catch another dream now
Take all we are allowed
For I know that there’s a man inside the boy

Grown ups don’t know
How to dream anymore
Their heads in the sand
And they choose to ignore it all

All of my life
Is all I’ll give you here
The meaning of me
Is something to pursue

You think I’m a saint
It’s in your pretty head
Stretched out like a saint now
I love you to death

Catch another dream now
We can find them somehow
I know that there’s a boy inside the man
Catch another dream now
Take all we are allowed
For I know that there’s a man inside the boy

You think I’m a saint
It’s in your pretty head
Stretched out like a saint now
I love you to death

Catch another dream now
We can find them somehow
I know that there’s a boy inside the man
Catch another dream now
Take all we are allowed
For I know that there’s a man inside the boy

Catch another dream now
We can find them somehow
I know that there’s a boy inside the man
Catch another dream now
Take all we are allowed
For I know that there’s a man inside the boy

A man inside the boy
You think I’m a saint
It’s in your pretty head…

Sanctuary

Sanctuary – Madonna
(1994)

Surely whoever speaks to me in the right voice
Him or her I shall follow

Who needs the sun, when the rain’s so full of life?
Who needs the sky?
It’s here in your arms, I want to be buried
You are my sanctuary.

Who needs the sun, when the rain’s so full of life?
Who needs the sky, when the ground’s open wide?
It’s here in your arms, I want to be buried
You are my sanctuary.

Who needs a smile, when a tear’s so full of love?
Who needs a home, with the stars up above?
It’s here in your heart, I want to be carried
You are my sanctuary.

Who needs the light, with the darkness in your eyes?
Who needs to sleep, with the stars in the sky?
It’s here in your soul, I want to be married
You are my sanctuary.

And the earth was void and empty
And darkness was upon the face of the earth

Is all of this pain so necessary?
You are my sanctuary.

Surely whoever speaks to me in the right voice
Him or her I shall follow
As the water follows the moon, silently…

Who needs the sun?
With fluid steps
Who needs the sky?
Around the globe
Who needs to sleep?
I hear your voice
You are
you are
my sanctuary
You are
you are, you are…
You are
you are
My sanctuary.