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Leonard COHEN a rejoint Le Père! Hallelujah! Qu'Il lui donne part à Sa Gloire!

Publié par Michael Jeaubelaux sur 11 Novembre 2016, 13:39pm

Leonard a accompagné mon adolescence, Suzanne, Bird on a Wire, et Joan of Arc... 

Que le Seigneur l'accueille dans Sa Lumière, Sa Paix, Sa Joie. 

Leonard COHEN priez pour nous.

Back in 1974, Canadian poet and singer Leonard Cohen secured his place at the top of our popular High Holy Days playlist when he released his “Who By Fire” five weeks before Rosh Hashanah. The song, composed in response to the 1973 Yom Kippur War, drew its title and theme directly from the High Holy Day liturgy. Get The Jewish Standard's Daily Edition by email and never miss our top stories FREE SIGN UP! That’s hardly the only Leonard Cohen song we put on repeat this time of year. The new Reform Yom Kippur machzor, for example, includes lyrics from three of them. Well, the old Jewish poet is back to his old tricks. On Wednesday, his 82nd birthday, Mr. Cohen released the title song from his forthcoming album, “You Want it Darker.” “You Want it Darker” features Cantor Gideon Zelermyer and the Shaar Hashomayim Synagogue Choir from his home town, Montreal. “Magnified and sanctified be Thy holy name,” the lyrics quote directly from the Kaddish. “Hineni, hineni, I’m ready my Lord,” Mr. Cohen quotes in Hebrew and English from the story of the Binding of Isaac, one of Rosh Hashanah’s Torah readings. Typically, the song as a whole is dark, even by the standards of the liturgy of the Days of Awe, looking head-on at mortality, the approach of death, and the depths of evil. “I struggled with some demons “They were middle class and tame “A million candles burning for the love that never came “You want it darker “We killed the flame. We immediately added the song to our seasonal Spotify playlist, and we’re still mulling over its meaning. But this fresh reminder of how little time we have in this mortal plane prompts us to issue this seasonal response: “And a happy birthday and New Year to you too, Mr. Cohen.”

You Want It Darker
If you are the dealer, I'm out of the game
If you are the healer, it means I'm broken and lame
If thine is the glory then mine must be the shame
You want it darker
We kill the flame
Magnified, sanctified, be thy holy name
Vilified, crucified, in the human frame
A million candles burning for the help that never came
You want it darker
Hineni, hineni
I'm ready, my lord
There's a lover in the story
But the story's still the same
There's a lullaby for suffering
And a paradox to blame
But it's written in the scriptures
And it's not some idle claim
You want it darker
We kill the flame
They're lining up the prisoners
And the guards are taking aim
I struggled with some demons
They were middle class and tame
I didn't know I had permission to murder and to maim
You want it darker
Hineni, hineni
I'm ready, my lord
Magnified, sanctified, be thy holy name
Vilified, crucified, in the human frame
A million candles burning for the love that never came
You want it darker
We kill the flame
If you are the dealer, let me out of the game
If you are the healer, I'm broken and lame
If thine is the glory, mine must be the shame
You want it darker
Hineni, hineni
Hineni, hineni
I'm ready, my lord
Hineni
Hineni, hineni
Hineni
Paroliers : Leonard Cohen / Patrick Leonard
Paroles de You Want It Darker © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

1975 Track Listing[edit]

  1. "Suzanne" – 3:50
  2. "Sisters of Mercy" – 3:36
  3. "So Long, Marianne" – 5:40
  4. "Bird on the Wire" – 3:27
  5. "Lady Midnight" – 2:58
  6. "The Partisan" – 3:25
  7. "Hey, That's No Way to Say Goodbye" – 2:57
  8. "Famous Blue Raincoat" – 5:09
  9. "Last Year's Man" – 5:59
  10. "Chelsea Hotel #2" – 3:07
  11. "Who by Fire" – 2:32
  12. "Take This Longing" – 4:05

2009 Track Listing[edit]

  1. "Suzanne" – 3:48
  2. "So Long, Marianne" – 5:36
  3. "Sisters of Mercy" – 3:33
  4. "Famous Blue Raincoat" – 5:07
  5. "Everybody Knows" – 5:34
  6. "Waiting for the Miracle" – 3:24
  7. "Who by Fire" – 2:33
  8. "Chelsea Hotel #2" – 3:05
  9. "Hey, That's No Way to Say Goodbye" – 2:54
  10. "Bird on the Wire" – 3:25
  11. "A Thousand Kisses Deep" – 6:26
  12. "The Future" – 6:40
  13. "Closing Time" – 5:58
  14. "Dance Me to the End of Love" – 4:38
  15. "First We Take Manhattan" – 5:50
  16. "I'm Your Man" – 4:26
  17. "Hallelujah" – 4:38

Copyright © 1985 Leonard Cohen
and Sony/ATV Music Publishing Canada Company


Hallelujah


Now 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 you?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew her
She tied you
To a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

You say I took the name in vain
I don't even know the name
But if I did, well really, what's it to you?
There's a blaze of light
In every word
It doesn't matter which you heard
The holy or the broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

I did my best, it wasn't much
I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch
I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you
And even though
It all went wrong
I'll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah

Hey, That's No Way To Say Goodbye
I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm
Your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden storm
Yes, many loved before us, I know that we are not new
In city and in forest, they smiled like me and you
But now it's come to distances and both of us must try
Your eyes are soft with sorrow
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye
I'm not looking for another as I wander in my time
Walk me to the corner, our steps will always rhyme
You know my love goes with you as your love stays with me
It's just the way it changes like the shoreline and the sea
But let's not talk of love or chains and things we can't untie
Your eyes are soft with sorrow
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye
I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm
Your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden storm
Yes, many loved before us, I know that we are not new
In city and in forest they smiled like me and you
But let's not talk of love or chains and things we can't untie
Your eyes are soft with sorrow
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye
Paroliers : Leonard Cohen
Sisters of Mercy
Oh, the sisters of mercy, they are not departed or gone
They were waiting for me when I thought that I just can't go on
And they brought me their comfort and later they brought me this song
Oh, I hope you run into them, you who've been travelling so long
Yes, you who must leave everything that you cannot control
It begins with your family, but soon it comes around to your soul
Well, I've been where you're hanging, I think I can see how you're pinned
When you're not feeling holy, your loneliness says that you've sinned
Well, they lay down beside me, I made my confession to them
They touched both my eyes and I touched the dew on their hem
If your life is a leaf that the seasons tear off and condemn
They will bind you with love that is graceful and green as a stem
When I left they were sleeping, I hope you run into them soon
Don't turn on the lights, you can read their address by the moon
And you won't make me jealous if I hear that they sweetened your night
We weren't lovers like that and besides, it would still be all right
We weren't lovers like that and besides, it would still be all right
Paroliers : Leonard Cohen
Paroles de Sisters of Mercy © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

"Dance Me To The End Of Love"
 

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin 
Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in 
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove 
Dance me to the end of love 
Dance me to the end of love 
Oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone 
Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon 
Show me slowly what I only know the limits of 
Dance me to the end of love 
Dance me to the end of love 

Dance me to the wedding now, dance me on and on 
Dance me very tenderly and dance me very long 
We're both of us beneath our love, we're both of us above 
Dance me to the end of love 
Dance me to the end of love 

Dance me to the children who are asking to be born 
Dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn 
Raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn 
Dance me to the end of love 

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin 
Dance me through the panic till I'm gathered safely in 
Touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove 
Dance me to the end of love 
Dance me to the end of love 
Dance me to the end of love

Copyright © 1971 Leonard Cohen
and Sony/ATV Music Publishing Canada Company


Last Year's Man


The rain falls down on last year's man,
that's a jew's harp on the table,
that's a crayon in his hand.
And the corners of the blueprint are ruined since they rolled
far past the stems of thumbtacks
that still throw shadows on the wood.
And the skylight is like skin for a drum I'll never mend
and all the rain falls down amen
on the works of last year's man.

I met a lady, she was playing with her soldiers in the dark
oh one by one she had to tell them
that her name was Joan of Arc.
I was in that army, yes I stayed a little while;
I want to thank you, Joan of Arc,
for treating me so well.
And though I wear a uniform I was not born to fight;
all these wounded boys you lie beside,
goodnight, my friends, goodnight.

I came upon a wedding that old families had contrived;
Bethlehem the bridegroom,
Babylon the bride.
Great Babylon was naked, oh she stood there trembling for me,
and Bethlehem inflamed us both
like the shy one at some orgy.
And when we fell together all our flesh was like a veil
that I had to draw aside to see
the serpent eat its tail.

Some women wait for Jesus, and some women wait for Cain
so I hang upon my altar
and I hoist my axe again.
And I take the one who finds me back to where it all began
when Jesus was the honeymoon
and Cain was just the man.
And we read from pleasant Bibles that are bound in blood and skin
that the wilderness is gathering
all its children back again.

The rain falls down on last year's man,
an hour has gone by
and he has not moved his hand.
But everything will happen if he only gives the word;
the lovers will rise up
and the mountains touch the ground.
But the skylight is like skin for a drum I'll never mend
and all the rain falls down amen
on the works of last year's man.

Copyright © 1974 Leonard Cohen
and Sony/ATV Music Publishing Canada Company


Who By Fire


And who by fire, who by water,
who in the sunshine, who in the night time,
who by high ordeal, who by common trial,
who in your merry merry month of may,
who by very slow decay,
and who shall I say is calling?

And who in her lonely slip, who by barbiturate,
who in these realms of love, who by something blunt,
and who by avalanche, who by powder,
who for his greed, who for his hunger,
and who shall I say is calling?

And who by brave assent, who by accident,
who in solitude, who in this mirror,
who by his lady's command, who by his own hand,
who in mortal chains, who in power,
and who shall I say is calling?

Leonard Cohen – Suzanne Lyrics

Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river, 
You can hear the boats go by you can spend the night beside her, 
And you know that she's half crazy but that's why you wanna be there, 
And she feeds you tea and oranges that come all the way from China, 
And just when you mean to tell her that you have no love to give her, 
Then she gets you on her wavelength and she lets the river answer, 
That you've always been her lover.

[Chorus]
And you want to travel with her, 
And you want to travel blind, 
And you know that she will trust you, 
For you've touched her perfect body with your mind.

And Jesus was a sailor when He walked upon the water, 
And He spent a long time watching from His lonely wooden tower, 
And when He knew for certain only drowning men could see him, 
He said "all men will be sailors then until the sea shall free them,"
But He Himself was broken, long before the sky would open
Forsaken, almost human, He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone.

[Chorus]
And you want to travel with him, 
And you want to travel blind, 
And you think maybe you'll trust him, 
For he's touched your perfect body with his mind.

Now Suzanne takes your hand and she leads you to the river, 
She is wearing rags and feathers from Salvation Army counters, 
And the sun pours down like honey on Our Lady of the Harbour, 
And she shows you where to look among the garbage and the flowers, 
There are heroes in the seaweed, there are children in the morning, 
They are leaning out for love and they will lean that way forever, 
While Suzanne holds the mirror.

[Chorus]
And you want to travel with her, 
And you want to travel blind, 
And you know that you can trust her, 
For she's touched your perfect body with her mind.
Songwriters: COHEN, LEONARD
Suzanne lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

Leonard Cohen – Joan Of Arc Lyrics

Now the flames they followed joan of arc
As she came riding through the dark;
No moon to keep her armour bright,
No man to get her through this very smoky night.
She said, I'm tired of the war,
I want the kind of work I had before,
A wedding dress or something white
To wear upon my swollen appetite.

Well, I'm glad to hear you talk this way,
You know I've watched you riding every day
And something in me yearns to win
Such a cold and lonesome heroine.
And who are you? she sternly spoke
To the one beneath the smoke.
Why, I'm fire, he replied,
And I love your solitude, I love your pride.

Then fire, make your body cold,
I'm going to give you mine to hold,
Saying this she climbed inside
To be his one, to be his only bride.
And deep into his fiery heart
He took the dust of joan of arc,
And high above the wedding guests
He hung the ashes of her wedding dress.

It was deep into his fiery heart
He took the dust of joan of arc,
And then she clearly understood
If he was fire, oh then she must be wood.
I saw her wince, I saw her cry,
I saw the glory in her eye.
Myself I long for love and light,
But must it come so cruel, and oh so bright?
Songwriters: COHEN, LEONARD
Joan Of Arc lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group

Leonard Cohen – Bird On The Wire Lyrics

Like a bird on the wire,
Like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free.
Like a worm on a hook,
Like a knight from some old fashioned book
I have saved all my ribbons for thee.
If I, if I have been unkind,
I hope that you can just let it go by.
If I, if I have been untrue
I hope you know it was never to you.

Like a baby, stillborn,
Like a beast with his horn
I have torn everyone who reached out for me.
But I swear by this song
And by all that I have done wrong
I will make it all up to thee.
I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch,
He said to me, "You must not ask for so much."
And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door,
She cried to me, "Hey, why not ask for more?"

Oh like a bird on the wire,
Like a drunk in a midnight choir have tried in my way to be free.
Songwriters: COHEN, LEONARD
Bird On The Wire lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Famous Blue Raincoat
It's four in the morning, the end of December
I'm writing you now just to see if you're better
New York is cold, but I like where I'm living
There's music on Clinton Street all through the evening
I hear that you're building your little house deep in the desert
You're living for nothing now, I hope you're keeping some kind of record
Yes, and Jane came by with a lock of your hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear
Did you ever go clear?
Ah, the last time we saw you you looked so much older
Your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder
You'd been to the station to meet every train, and
You came home without Lili Marlene
And you treated my woman to a flake of your life
And when she came back she was nobody's wife
Well I see you there with the rose in your teeth
One more thin gypsy thief
Well, I see Jane's awake
She sends her regards
And what can I tell you my brother, my killer
What can I possibly say?
I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive you
I'm glad you stood in my way
If you ever come by here, for Jane or for me
Well, your enemy is sleeping, and his woman is free
Yes, and thanks, for the trouble you took from her eyes
I thought it was there for good so I never tried
And Jane came by with a lock of your hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear
Sincerely, L Cohen
Paroliers : Leonard Cohen
Paroles de Famous Blue Raincoat © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Lyrics

When they poured across the border
I was cautioned to surrender
This I could not do
I took my gun and vanished.

I have changed my name so often
I've lost my wife and children
But I have many friends
And some of them are with me

An old woman gave us shelter
Kept us hidden in the garret
Then the soldiers came
She died without a whisper

There were three of us this morning
I'm the only one this evening
But I must go on
The frontiers are my prison

Oh, the wind, the wind is blowing
Through the graves the wind is blowing
Freedom soon will come
Then we'll come from the shadows

Les Allemands étaient chez moi
Ils me dirent, "résigne toi"
Mais je n'ai pas peur
J'ai repris mon âme

J'ai changé cent fois de nom
J'ai perdu femme et enfants
Mais j'ai tant d'amis
J'ai la France entière

Un vieil homme dans un grenier
Pour la nuit nous a caché
Les Allemands l'ont pris
Il est mort sans surprise

Oh, the wind, the wind is blowing
Through the graves the wind is blowing
Freedom soon will come
Then we'll come from the shadows

Written by Anna Marly, Hy Zaret • Copyright © Universal Music Publishing Group

"Chelsea Hotel #2"
 

I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel, 
you were talking so brave and so sweet, 
giving me head on the unmade bed, 
while the limousines wait in the street. 
Those were the reasons and that was New York, 
we were running for the money and the flesh. 
And that was called love for the workers in song 
probably still is for those of them left. 
Ah but you got away, didn't you babe, 
you just turned your back on the crowd, 
you got away, I never once heard you say, 
I need you, I don't need you, 
I need you, I don't need you 
and all of that jiving around. 

I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel 
you were famous, your heart was a legend. 
You told me again you preferred handsome men 
but for me you would make an exception. 
And clenching your fist for the ones like us 
who are oppressed by the figures of beauty, 
you fixed yourself, you said, "Well never mind, 
we are ugly but we have the music." 

And then you got away, didn't you babe... 

I don't mean to suggest that I loved you the best, 
I can't keep track of each fallen robin. 
I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel, 
that's all, I don't even think of you that often.

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