Den djupe stemmen

Jeg har alltid vært glad i Leonard Cohen, selv lenge før jeg visste at han startet som poet. Det er noe med ordene, det enkle og nære, og framfor alt, noe med stemmen. På det nyeste albumet hans, Live in London (2009), har han et spor han har kalt Recitation w/N.L. (Spotify-link), som egentlig er en variant av diktet «A Thousand Kisses Deep». Det finnes i mange utgaver, med ulik tekst, satt til melodi, lest høyt og skrevet på papiret, men jeg tror dette må være min favoritt. Aller vakrest er det når man hører ham lese det selv, med den djupe, varme stemmen.

Teksten er gjengitt nedenfor videoen:

«You came to me this morning
And you handled me like meat.
You’d have to be a man to know
How good that feels, how sweet.
My mirror twin, my next of kin,
I´d know you in my sleep.
And who but you would take me in
A thousand kisses deep?

I loved you when you opened
Like a lily to the heat.
You see, I’m just another snowman
Standing in the rain and sleet,
Who loved you with his frozen love
His second-hand physique,
With all he is, and all he was
A thousand kisses deep.

I know you had to lie to me
I know you had to cheat
To pose all hot and high
Behind the veils of sheer deceit
Our perfect porn aristocrat
So elegant and cheap
Im old but Im still into that
A thousand kisses deep.

I’m good at love, I’m good at hate,
It’s in between I freeze.
Been working out, but it’s too late,
It’s been too late for years.
But you look good, you really do,
They love you on the street,
If you were here, I’d kneel for you
A thousand kisses deep.

The autumn moved across your skin,
Got something in my eye,
A light that doesn’t need to live,
And doesn’t need to die.
A riddle in the book of love,
Obscure and obsolete
Till witnessed here in time and blood
A thousand kisses deep.

And I’m still working with the wine
Still dancing cheek to cheek
The band is playing Auld Lang Syne
But the heart will not retreat
I ran with Diz, I sang with Ray,
I never had their sweep
But once or twice they let me play
A thousand kisses deep.

I loved you when you opened
Like a lily to the heat.
You see, I’m just another snowman
Standing in the rain and sleet,
Who loved you with his frozen love
His second-hand physique,
With all he is, and all he was
A thousand kisses deep.

But you dont need to hear me now,
And every word I speak,
It counts against me anyhow
A thousand kisses deep.»

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