금요일을 위한, "Loreena McKennitt - Tango to Evora"

[Lara]

좋아하는 캐나다 가수, Loreena McKennitt의 Tango to Evora 입니다.

하나의 곡에 대한 여라가지 해석,

어떻게들 들리시는지? ^^

아래의 곡은 Loreena McKennit의 The Highwayman 입니다.

서사적인 가사가 너무 멋져서, 그녀와 사랑에 빠지게 한 곡이죠..

황량한 배경에 리본 같이 긴긴 길 끝 우뚝 선 여관 하나,

그리고 여관 주인의 딸, 검은 머리의 베스와 highwayman - 도적?의 사랑.

One kiss, my bonny sweetheart, I'm after a prize tonight,
But I shall be back with the yellow gold before the morning light.

길을 떠난 그와 그 일당 뒤로 King George의 군대가 들이닥치고,

베스는 여관에 잠복한 군인들에게 묶여 창문가 앉혀지게 되죠.

장총이 그녀를 겨눈채 장전되어 있었기에 꼼짝없이 그 자리에서,

그가 죽음으로 다가오는걸 지켜볼 수 밖에 없었구요.

그리고 시간이 지나

Tlot-tlot! Had they heard it? The horse-hoofs ringing clear
Tlot-tlot, in the distance! Were they deaf that they did not hear?
Down the ribbon of moonlight, over the brow of the hill,
The highwayman came riding,
Riding, riding!

그리고 그녀는.......

^^; 스토리 텔링 실력이 안되어서, 읽어보실 분에게 맡깁니다.

즐감 하시고.. 금요일이네요. -_-/ 모두들 즐땅하시는 주말...

Loreena McKennitt - The Highwayman

The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees
The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon the cloudy seas
The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor
And the highwayman came riding,
Riding, riding,
The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door.

He'd a French cocked hat on his forehead, a bunch of lace at his chin,
A coat of glaring velvet, and breeches of brown doe-skin;
They fitted with never a wrinkle; his boots were up to the thigh!
And he rode with a chill and a twinkle,
His pistol butts a-twinkle,
His rapier hilt a-twinkle, under the jewelled sky.

Over the cobbles he clattered and clashed in the dark of night,
And he tapped with his whip on the shutters, but all was locked and barred;
He whistled a tune to the window, and who should be waiting there
But the landlord's black-eyed daughter,
Bess, the landlord's daughter,
Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair.

"One kiss, my bonny sweetheart, I'm after a prize tonight,
But I shall be back with the yellow gold before the morning light;
Yet if they press me sharply, and harry me through the day,
Then look for me by the moonlight,
Watch for me by the moonlight,
I'll come to thee by the moonlight, though hell should bar the way.

He rose upright in the stirrups; he scarce could reach her hand
But she loosened her hair i' the casement! His face burnt like a brand
As the black cascade of perfume came tumbling over his breast;
And he kissed its waves in the moonlight,
(Oh, sweet  waves in the moonlight!)
Then he tugged at his rein in the moonlight, and galloped away to the west.

He did not come at the dawning; he did not come at noon,
And out of the tawny sunset, before the rise o' the moon,
When the road was a gypsy's ribbon, looping the purple moor,
A red-coat troop came marching,
Marching, marching
King George's men came marching, up to the old inn-door.

They said no word to the landlord, they drank his ale instead,
But they gagged his daughter and bound her to the foot of her narrow bed;
Two of them knelt at the casement, with muskets at their side!
there was death at every window
hell at one dark window;
For Bess could see, through the casement,
The road that he would ride.

They had tied her up to attention, with many a sniggering jest;
They had bound a musket beside her, with the barrel beneath her breast!
"Now keep good watch!" And they kissed her.
She heard the dead man say
"Look for me by the moonlight
Watch for me by the moonlight
I'll come to thee by the moonlight, though hell should bar the way!"

She twisted her hands behind her, but all the knots held good!
She writhed her hands till her fingers were wet with sweat or blood!
They stretched and strained in the darkness and the hours crawled on by like years!
Till, now, on the stroke of midnight,
Cold, on the stroke of midnight,
The tip of one finger touched it!
The trigger at least was hers!

Tlot-tlot! Had they heard it? The horse-hoofs ringing clear
Tlot-tlot, in the distance! Were they deaf that they did not hear?
Down the ribbon of moonlight, over the brow of the hill,
The highwayman came riding,
Riding, riding!
The red-coats looked to their priming!
She stood up straight and still!

Tlot in the frosty silence! Tlot, in the echoing night!
Nearer he came and nearer! Her face was like a light!
Her eyes grew wide for a moment! She drew one last deep breath,
Then her finger moved in the moonlight,
Her musket shot her in the moonlight,
Shattered her breast in the moonlight and warned him with her death.

He turned; he spurred to the west; he did not know she stood
bowed, with her head o'er the musket, drenched with her own red blood!
Not till the dawn he heard it; his face grew grey to hear
How Bess, the landlord's daughter,
The landlord's black-eyed daughter,
Had watched for her love in the moonlight, and died in the darkness there.

Back, he spurred like a madman, shrieking a curse to the sky
With a white rope smoking behind him and his rapier brandished high!
Blood-red were the spurs i' the golden moon; wine-red was his velvet coat,
when they shot him down on the highway,
Down like a dog on the highway,
And he lay in his blood on the highway, with a bunch of lace at his throat.

Still of a winter's night, they say, when the wind is in the trees,
When the moon is a ghostly galleon, tossed upon the cloudy seas,
When the road is a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor,
The highwayman comes riding,
Riding, riding,
The highwayman comes riding, up to the old inn-door.

[。˚실피르。˚]

라큐리..

[Lara]

라큐리 라모수...;;

[Anais(토끼아빠)]

날마다 멋지군..ㅋ

[Lara]

날마다 한껏 센치여요..~~

[~대마~]

오늘이 금욜이었구나

[Lara]

버닝하는 금욜 되셔요 ~대마 옵~

[오랑]

라모수...

[Lara]

해석해주오.. 오랑옹...

[veritas]

라라...어찌하여...대낮부터 이런 곡을....현이 많이 들어간 곡들은 자꾸 흩어질듯, 흩어질듯 흔들거려서....

[Lara]

가슴을 아리는....

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라라땜에 내 정서가 나날이 풍성해짐... 넘 땡큐!!!앞으로도 쭉~~ 부탁함!!!

[Lara]

언니 넘 본지가 오래 되었어요.. 보구 싶오~~!

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나도 보고 싶소... 올 해는 주변 정리 하는 해!! 내년엔 탱고에 올인!!!ㅋㅋㅋ 과연 될런지 모르지만...(산만하고 지르기 좋아라 하는 나의 까칠한 성격탓에 또 뭘 벌리지...)