A palavra do poeta

Hoje, a palavra a Leonard Cohen:

"If it be your will

That I speak no more

And my voice be still

As it was before

I will speak no more

I shall abide until

I am spoken for

If it be your will

If it be your will

That a voice be true

From this broken hill

I will sing to you

From this broken hill

All your praises they shall ring

If it be your will

To let me sing

From this broken hill

All your praises they shall ring

If it be your will

To let me sing

If it be your will

If there is a choice

Let the rivers fill

Let the hills rejoice

Let your mercy spill

On all these burning hearts in hell

If it be your will

To make us well

And draw us near

And bind us tight

All your children here

In their rags of light

In our rags of light

All dressed to kill

And end this night

If it be your will

If it be your will."

By the way:

Chicago Tribune Review

[Posted 11 May 2009 ]
[...] Cohen's deadpan baritone suited the material perfectly, and singers Charley and Hattie Webb followed suit with a beautifully unadorned reading of "If it be Your Will."
Read the full review...
Compreende-se, portanto, que as fotografias acima, junto a um Cohen brindando-nos, são das sublime [Palavra de Cohen] Webb Sisters.