Тексты песен Leonard Cohen

Don't matter if the road is long Don't matter if it's steep Don't matter if the moon is gone And the darkness is complete Don't matter if we lose our way It's written that we'll meet At least, that's

LEONARD COHEN, BOOGIE STREET Совместно с Sharon Robinson; O Crown of Light, O Darkened One, I never thought we’d meet. You kiss my lips, and then you're gone: I’m back on Boogie Street. A sip of wine,

Maybe I'm still hurting I can't turn the other cheek But you know that I still love you It's just that I can't speak I looked for you in everyone And they called me on that too I lived alone but I was

Had to go crazy to love you Had to go down to the pit Had to do time in the tower Begging my crazy to quit Had to go crazy to love you You who were never the one Whom I chased through the souvenir hea

I’ve heard there was a secret chord that David played and it pleased the Lord But you don't really care for music do ya It goes like this the fourth the fifth the minor fall and the major lift Th

Baby I've been here before I know this room, I walked this floor I used to live alone here before I knew ya Yeah and I've seen your flag on the marble arch But listen love; love is not some kind of vi

I saw jesus on the cross on a hill called calvary "do you hate mankind for what they done to you? " He said, "talk of love not hate, things to do - it's getting late. I've so little tim

Show me the place Where you want your slave to go Show me the place I've forgotten, I don't know Show me the place For my head is bending low Show me the place Where you want your slave to go Show me

Come over to the window, my little darling, I'd like to try to read your palm. I used to think I was some kind of Gypsy boy before I let you take me home. Now so long, Marianne, it's time that we bega

There was a child named Bernadette I heard the story long ago She saw the queen of heaven once And kept the vision in her soul No one believed what she had seen No one believed what she heard But ther

The door it opened slowly, My father he came in, I was nine years old. And he stood so tall above me, His blue eyes they were shining And his voice was very cold. He said, "I've had a vision And

Un Canadien Errant (A wandering Canadian,) Banni de ses foyers, (banned from his hearths,) Parcourait en pleurant (travelled while crying) Des pays etrangers. (in foreign lands.) Parcourait en pleuran

(Written By Cohen, Performed In "Night Magic") (Angels) We told you so We told you dear You didn't have To come here The human life Is full of quirks We can't work it out Nothing works It's

Why don't you try to do without him? Why don't you try to live alone? Do you really need his hands for your passion? Do you really need his heart for your throne? Do you need his labour for your baby?