Tchoc wrote:Leonard Cohen always seemed to me like the Houdini of Despair.
One of the tracks on Robert Plant's latest album concludes with a beautiful verse in Welsh taken from the14th century poem Marwnad yr Ehedydd (Death of the Lark).I saw you this morning.
You were moving so fast.
Can’t seem to loosen my grip
On the past.
And I miss you so much.
There’s no one in sight.
Mi glywais fod yr 'hedydd,
Wedi marw ar y mynydd;
Pe gwyddwn i mai gwir y geiriau,
Awn a gyrr o wŷr ac arfau,
I gyrchu corff yr 'hedydd adre.
I heard that the lark,
Has died on the mountain;
If I knew these words were true,
I would go with a group of men and arms,
To fetch the lark's body home.
Those words somehow remind me of Here it Is, and Love Itself, and Alexandra Leaving, on TNS. LC moves us from the raven to the lark. The lark is a symbol of the morning, and unlike other birds, it sings as it flies.
Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving
Then say goodbye to Alexandra lost.