Un par de instantáneas, separadas por una dimensión temporal más breve que la que marca el siguiente estribillo, son mi base para fotomusicar el temazo ”Year of the cat“, del escocés Al Stewart (Year of the cat, 1976).
Mi punto de vista:
Week of the cat. 30 Junio-6 Julio 2008
(pincha en la foto para ampliar)
Audio. El punto de vista (aunque ellos no lo sepan) de Al Stewart, con Alan Parsons en la producción:
Si no funciona el reproductor superior o si te apetece ver a los protagonistas en el video del tema, ahí queda:
“Year of the cat” – Al Stewart (si no lo ves, está aquí: http://es.youtube.com/watch?v=QM7LR46zrQU]
[Descárgate la canción en mp3, aquí]
[Letra]
On a morning from a Bogart movie
In a country where they turn back time
You go strolling through the crowd like Peter Lorre
Contemplating a crime
She comes out of the sun in a silk dress running
Like a watercolour in the rain
Don’t bother asking for explanations
She’ll just tell you that she came
In the year of the cat
She doesn’t give you time for questions
As she locks up your arm in hers
And you follow till your sense of which direction
Completely disappears
By the blue tiled walls near the market stalls
There’s a hidden door she leads you to
These days, she says, I feel my life
Just like a river running through
The year of the cat
Well morning comes and you’re still with her
And the bus and the tourists are gone
And you’ve thrown away the choice and lost your ticket
So you have to stay on
But the drum-beat strains of the night remain
In the rhythm of the new-born day
You know sometime you’re bound to leave her
But for now you’re going to stay
In the year of the cat
