Solidarity, de Angelic Upstarts

En fechas como estas, me pongo tierno, y vienen a mi ciertos recuerdos de épocas pasadas. En este caso, recuerdo un grupo, con cierto toque punk, que entre sus canciones tenia una en su albúm The Politics of Punk, llamada Solidarity.

La otra, no pude verla en directo, porque por aquellas fechas…, en aquellas fechas sólo veía un trocito de la luna, esa luna que tanto me apasiona, y que muchas veces es el lucero de aquellos que no pueden ver más allá de los barrotes de su prisión. A ellos les dedico la segunda canción, The Whole of The Moon, de lo WaterBoys

Una manera, a la mía, de felicitar las fiestas a todos aquellos, que me han acompañado con mayor o menor fortuna en mis proyectos.

Un fuerte abrazo.

«Solidarity»
all the polish workers fight to make their stand
and behind them every honest working men
in unity there`s each other and your friend becomes your brother
and in the tyrant`s heart will be a lesson learnedgive them hope, give them strength, give them live
like a candle burning in the black of night
we`re all with you in our hearts and in our minds
and we`ll pray for our nation through its darkest times

the tyrant has no smile upon his face
cause he knows that in his minds he`s in disgrace
remission of you will take his breath away
until we come and we will have our day

give them hope, give them strength, give them live
like a candle burning in the black of night
we`re all with you in our hearts and in our minds
and we`ll pray for our nation through its darkest times

as the polish workers fight to make their stand
and behind them every honest working men
join hand with your brother and then you can help each other
watch the tyrant burn in the fire that he had built.

The Whole of The Moon
I pictured a rainbow
You held in your hands
I had flashes
But you saw then plan
I wondered out in the world for years
While you just stayed in your room
I saw the crescent
You saw the whole of the moon!
The whole of the moon!

You were there at the turnstiles
With the wind at your heels
You stretched for the stars
And you know how it feels
To reach too high
Too far
Too soon
You saw the whole of the moon!

I was grounded
While you filled the skies
I was dumbfounded by truths
You cut through lies
I saw the rain-dirty valley
You saw brigadoon
I saw the crescent
You saw the whole of the moon!

I spoke about wings
You just flew
I wondered, I guessed, and I tried
You just knew
I sighed
But you swooned
I saw the crescent
You saw the whole of the moon!
The whole of the moon!

With a torch in your pocket
And the wind at your heels
You climbed on the ladder
And you know how it feels
To reach too high
Too far
Too soon
You saw the whole of the moon!
The whole of the moon!

Unicorns and cannonballs,
Palaces and piers,
Trumpets, towers, and tenemets,
Wide oceans full of tears,
Flag, rags, ferry boats,
Scimitars and scarves,
Every precious dream and vision
Underneath the stars

You climbed on the ladder
With the wind in your sails
You came like a comet
Blazing your trail
Too high
Too far
Too soon
You saw the whole of the moon!