Lost in Translation

Agraciada o desgraciadamente no entendemos otros idiomas, razón por la cual nos gustan tanto las canciones en lenguas que no son la nuestra, porque nos dejamos llevar por el tono, los clímax el ritmo, la interpretación... en fin un cúmulo de factores que empañan el trabajo del artista que tantos ratos y tantos sufrimientos o alegrías ha tenido que vivir para eternizar una letra que luego aquí en otros países nos pasamos por el forro e interpretamos como nos sale pues de ahí mismo, del forro.

Recuerdo cuando me interesé mucho por Bob, el Dylan, porque me encantaba el "Like a Rolling Stones" y cuando por curiosa la convertí a mi lengua, para así cómodamente saber qué decía el maestro me llevé un disgusto, ¿qué mierda quiere decir canto rodado? eso no lo usa nadie!

Pero mira hay un par por ahí que se pasean por mi IPod (ailofipods) que no está nada mal saber al 100% lo que dicen (es que antes se me escapaba un 30% y no me quedaba yo tranquila).

Las afortunadas son:

Donde vas cariño de Peter Sarsted

You talk like Marlene Dietrich

And you dance like Zizi Jeanmaire

Your clothes are all made by Balmain

And there's diamonds and pearls inyour hair, yes there are

You live in a fancy apartmentOff the Boulevard Saint-Michel

Where you keep your Rolling Stones records

And your friend of Sacha Distel, yes you do

But where do you go to my lovely

When you're alone in your bed

Won't you tell me the thoughts that surround you

I want to look inside your head, yes I do

I've seen all your qualifications

You got from the Sorbonne

And the painting you stole from PicassoYour loveliness goes on and on, yes it does

But where do you go to my lovely

When you're alone in your bed

Won't you tell me the thoughts that surround youI want to look inside your head, yes I do

They say that when you get marriedIt'll be to a millionaire

But they don't realize where you came from

And I wonder if they really care, or give a damn

So look into my face Marie-Claire

And remember just who you are

Then go and forget me forever

But I know you still bear the scar,deep inside, yes you do

I know where you go to my lovely

When you're alone in your bedand I know the thoughts that surround you'

Cause I can look inside your head

Where do you go to my lovely

When you're alone in your bed

Tell me the thoughts that surround you

I want to look inside your head, yes I do

Where do you go to my lovely...

y Del Americano Neil Young

Come a little bit closer

Hear what I have to say

Just like children sleepin'

We could dream this night away.

But there's a full moon risin'

Let's go dancin' in the light

We know where the music's playin'

Let's go out and feel the night.

Because I'm still in love with youI want to see you dance again

Because I'm still in love with you

this harvest moon.

When we were strangers

I watched you from far

When we were lovers

I loved you with all my heart.

But now it's gettin' late

And the moon is climbin' high

I want to celebrate

See it shinin' in your eye.Because I'm still in love with you

I want to see you dance again

Because I'm still in love with you

On this harvest moon.

Ah! ¿qué las querias traducidas? No, he pasado de hacerlo vaya a perder la gracia que pueda tener para el que prefiera no entenderlas y quedarse solo con la mágia esa que solo te puede dar eso, la música.