"Quando todos os cálculos complicados se revelam falsos, quando os próprios filósofos não têm nada mais a dizer-nos, é desculpável que nos voltemos para a chilreada fortuita dos pássaros ou para o longínquo contrapeso dos astros ou para o sorriso das vacas."
Marguerite Yourcenar, Memórias de Adriano (revista e acrescentada por Carlos C., segundo Aníbal C. S.)

quinta-feira, 15 de agosto de 2019

Uma mulher que cantou Woodstock

Compôs e cantou Woodstock, mas não esteve lá.
Joni Mitchell, que estivera no Mississipi River Festival, um mês antes, tinha participações programadas na televisão e não foi a Woodstock.
David Crosby telefonou-lhe e o espírito da coisa passou através das linhas. Joni Mitchell captou-o!




A mesma canção pelos seus amigos Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young (CSN&Y).




I came upon a child of God
He was walking along the road
And I asked him where are you going
And this he told me
I'm going on down to Yasgur's farm
I'm going to join in a rock 'n' roll band
I'm going to camp out on the land
I'm going to try an' get my soul free

We are stardust 
We are golden 
And we've got to get ourselves 
Back to the garden 

Then can I walk beside you 
I have come here to lose the smog 
And I feel to be a cog in something turning 
Well maybe it is just the time of year 
Or maybe it's the time of man 
I don't know who I am 
But you know life is for learning 

We are stardust 
We are golden 
And we've got to get ourselves 
Back to the garden 

By the time we got to Woodstock 
We were half a million strong 
And everywhere there was song and celebration 
And I dreamed I saw the bombers 
Riding shotgun in the sky 
And they were turning into butterflies 
Above our nation 

We are stardust 
Billion year old carbon 
We are golden 
Caught in the devil's bargain 
And we've got to get ourselves 
Back to the garden



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