Letra de The Window - Leonard Cohen

Why do you stand by the window,
abandoned to beauty and pride?
The thorn of the night in your bosom,
the spear of the age in your side;
lost in the rages of fragrance,
lost in the rags of remorse,
lost in the waves of a sickness
that loosens the high silver nerves.
O chosen love, O frozen love
O tangle of matter and ghost.
O darling of angels, demons and saints
and the whole broken-hearted host -
Gentle this soul.

Come forth from the cloud of unknowing
and kiss the cheek of the moon;
the code of solitude broken
why tarry confused and alone?
And leave no word of discomfort,
and leave no observer to mourn,
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but climb on your tears and be silent,
like a rose on its ladder of thorn.

O chosen love...

Then lay your rose on the fire;
the fire give up to the sun;
the sun give over to splendour,
in the arms of the High Holy One;
for the Holy One dreams of a letter,
dreams of a letter's death -
oh bless thee continuous stutter
of the word being made into flesh.

O chosen love, O frozen love, O tangle of matter and ghost.
O darling of angels, demons and saints
and the whole broken-hearted host - Gentle this soul.

Gentle this soul