Mermaids, sirens, selkies have provided endless inspiration to artists - and, in a particular, a privileged means for the embattled, fragile male ego to express its ingrained fear of female fullness and strength.
Here goes one more such expression by another favourite artist - an amazing musical revelation.
Thomas Feiner & Anywhen, The Siren Songs
(Music: Feiner, Thorslund, Tigerstroem, Sandahl)
And we're walking through the woods
What if love is the greatest damn liar of all
Would you trust me with your life?
On the last day of summer the clouds are white
And I'm sitting by the lake
And she's singing my name, she's beckoning me
If I just lose myself for now
For one day
I want to drown in her precious arms
I want to listen to the siren songs
She got me down into the water
And she got me holding on
And she's floating oh so peacefully
As I'm watching from below
In the bluest water I ever saw
The palest body to be striped
By the sun
I want to drown in her precious arms
I want to listen to the siren songs
She got me down into the water
And she got me holding on
So let me drown in those precious arms
With all my untouchabilities washed away
Let me for once be lost for reason
Let me be lost
For words
1 comment:
Apenas tem o nome em comum mas ouve Song to the Siren of Tim Buckley, em http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vMTEtDBHGY4
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