Monday music: Lhasa: I crawl under the sky And the clouds of winter

Lhasa: La Frontera

Lhasa de Sela died in 2010, tragically young. What a voice; what a loss. I was thinking of this song a lot this summer, as I watched footage of Somalis walking across the borders of Kenya and Ethiopia fleeing drought, of Libyans in camps in Tunisia escaping the bloodshed, of Palestinians in Syrian camps displaced by the brutal Assad regime, of Syrians crowded into camps on the Turkish border. Lyrics in Spanish below the fold.

Hoy vuelvo a la frontera
Otra vez he de atravesar
Es el viento que me manda
Que me empuja a la frontera
Y que borra el camino
Que detrás desaparece

Me arrastro bajo el cielo
Y las nubes del invierno
Es el viento que las manda
Y no hay nadie que las pare
A veces combate despiadado
A veces baile
Y a veces…nada

Hoy cruzo la frontera
Bajo el cielo
Bajo el cielo
Es el viento que me manda
Bajo el cielo de acero
Soy el punto negro que anda
A las orillas de la suerte

Published in: on September 5, 2011 at 1:54 pm  Comments (1)  

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  1. Lovely

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