El primer álbum del canadiense Leonard Cohen, editado a fines de 1967, debe haber sido una grata sorpresa para los amantes de la canción. Con un título sencillo y directo que se suma a la sobriedad de la portada, este álbum contiene muchas joyas que con los años se convirtieron en clásicos absolutos, interpretados por infinidad de músicos de diversos estilos y épocas, gracias a sus letras excelentes y sus melodías notables.
Visto hoy como una de las obras primeras (y principales) del folk de fines de los 60s, Songs of Leonard Cohen es frío por sus historias pero cálido por la visión profunda, emotiva, solitaria, del poeta devenido cantautor. A la voz envolvente de Cohen y a su guitarra mínima se les suman algunos coros y arreglos sutiles -estos últimos cortesía del también productor John Simon-, que unidos logran conformar un clima nocturno y desolador, en el que la única compañía es la del narrador -triste, nostálgico, romántico, envuelto en recuerdos de relaciones amorosas destrozadas- y sus lágrimas de hielo.
01 - Suzanne
02 - Master Song
03 - Winter Lady
04 - The Stranger Song
05 - Sisters of Mercy
06 - So Long, Marianne
07 - Hey, That's No Way to Say Goodbye
08 - Stories of the Street
09 - Teachers
10 - One of Us Cannot Be Wrong
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Well, I've been waiting, I was sure
we'd meet between the trains we're waiting for,
I think it's time to board another
Please understand, I never had a secret chart
to get me to the heart of this
or any other matter
When he talks like this
you don't know what he's after
When he speaks like this
you don't know what he's after
Let's meet tomorrow if you choose
upon the shore, beneath the bridge
that they are building on some endless river
Then he leaves the platform
for the sleeping car that's warm
You realize, he's only advertising one more shelter
And it comes to you, he never was a stranger
And you say "OK, the bridge or someplace later"
(Fragmento de The Stranger Song)
we'd meet between the trains we're waiting for,
I think it's time to board another
Please understand, I never had a secret chart
to get me to the heart of this
or any other matter
When he talks like this
you don't know what he's after
When he speaks like this
you don't know what he's after
Let's meet tomorrow if you choose
upon the shore, beneath the bridge
that they are building on some endless river
Then he leaves the platform
for the sleeping car that's warm
You realize, he's only advertising one more shelter
And it comes to you, he never was a stranger
And you say "OK, the bridge or someplace later"
(Fragmento de The Stranger Song)
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