John Lennon és un d'aquells personatges que no necessita presentació. Hi ha milers de llibres publicats sobre la seva persona, la seva vida, la seva carrera i la seva mort. Va ser una mena de gurú que, encara ara, molta gent beatifica. Ell odiava que l'idolatressin senzillament perquè veia la seva feblesa i coneixia els fracassos de la seva ànima. Sigui com sigui, hi ha dos fets que van marcar fortament la seva conducta, la seva personalitat i el seu caràcter cínic, hostil i combatiu. El primer va ser veure des de la finestra de la seva habitació de la casa de la seva tieta Mimi, on vivia llargues temporades, com un policia borratxo fora de servei atropellava mortalment la seva mare, Julia. La segona, la deserció reiterada de la llar familiar del seu pare, Alfred, que només va voler reconèixe'l un cop va ser famós i milionari. Aquestes dues constants també es troben en bona part de la seva música.
Mother, you had me but I never had you,
I wanted you but you didn't want me,
So I got to tell you,
Goodbye, goodbye.
Farther, you left me but I never left you,
I needed you but you didn't need me,
So I got to tell you,
Goodbye, goodbye.
Children, don't do what I have done,
I couldn't walk and I tried to run,
So I got to tell you,
Goodbye, goodbye.
Mama don't go,
Daddy come home.
Mama don't go,
Daddy come home.
Mama don't go,
Daddy come home.
Mama don't go,
Daddy come home.
Mama don't go,
Daddy come home.
Mama don't go,
Daddy come home.
Mama don't go,
Aquest buit interior, aquesta constant referència a la seva mare i al seu pare, aquesta solitut amb un comportanment autodestructiu i evasiu, bàsicament a través de les drogues, el va dur, per exemple, a escriure "Yer Blues", una mena de crit d'auxili. Aquesta gravació correspont a un invent estrany que els Rolling Stones van batejar com a "Rock'n'roll Circus" i on Lennon està acompanyat d'altres ilustres de les sis cordes i de l'hipodèrmica com són Keith Richards i Eric Clapton. El bateria és Mitch Michell, del trio de Jimi Hendrix.
Yes I'm lonely wanna die
Yes I'm lonely wanna die
If I ain't dead already
Ooh girl you know the reason why.
In the morning wanna die
In the evening wanna die
If I ain't dead already
Ooh girl you know the reason why.
My mother was of the sky
My father was of the earth
But I am of the universe
And you know what it's worth
I'm lonely wanna die
If I ain't dead already
Ooh girl you know the reason why.
The eagle picks my eye
The worm he licks my bone
I feel so suicidal
Just like Dylan's Mr. Jones
Lonely wanna die
If I ain't dead already
Ooh girl you know the reason why.
Black cloud crossed my mind
Blue mist round my soul
Feel so suicidal
Even hate my rock and roll
Wanna die yeah wanna die
If I ain't dead already
Ooh girl you know the reason why.
L'odi havia de sortir d'alguna manera i sovint ho va fer a través de la finestra de l'espiritualitat. Al final, John Lennon va entendre que no hi ha veritat més absoluta que la que es troba a l'interior de cadascú.
God is a concept,
By which we can measure,
Our pain,
I'll say it again,
God is a concept,
By which we can measure,
Our pain,
I don't believe in magic,
I don't believe in I-ching,
I don't believe in bible,
I don't believe in tarot,
I don't believe in Hitler,
I don't believe in Jesus,
I don't believe in Kennedy,
I don't believe in Buddha,
I don't believe in mantra,
I don't believe in Gita,
I don't believe in yoga,
I don't believe in kings,
I don't believe in Elvis,
I don't believe in Zimmerman,
I don't believe in Beatles,
I just believe in me,
Yoko and me,
And that's reality.
The dream is over,
What can I say?
The dream is over, Yesterday,
I was dreamweaver,
But now I'm reborn,
I was the walrus,
But now I'm John,
And so dear friends,
You just have to carry on,
The dream is over.
Mother, you had me but I never had you,
I wanted you but you didn't want me,
So I got to tell you,
Goodbye, goodbye.
Farther, you left me but I never left you,
I needed you but you didn't need me,
So I got to tell you,
Goodbye, goodbye.
Children, don't do what I have done,
I couldn't walk and I tried to run,
So I got to tell you,
Goodbye, goodbye.
Mama don't go,
Daddy come home.
Mama don't go,
Daddy come home.
Mama don't go,
Daddy come home.
Mama don't go,
Daddy come home.
Mama don't go,
Daddy come home.
Mama don't go,
Daddy come home.
Mama don't go,
Aquest buit interior, aquesta constant referència a la seva mare i al seu pare, aquesta solitut amb un comportanment autodestructiu i evasiu, bàsicament a través de les drogues, el va dur, per exemple, a escriure "Yer Blues", una mena de crit d'auxili. Aquesta gravació correspont a un invent estrany que els Rolling Stones van batejar com a "Rock'n'roll Circus" i on Lennon està acompanyat d'altres ilustres de les sis cordes i de l'hipodèrmica com són Keith Richards i Eric Clapton. El bateria és Mitch Michell, del trio de Jimi Hendrix.
Yes I'm lonely wanna die
Yes I'm lonely wanna die
If I ain't dead already
Ooh girl you know the reason why.
In the morning wanna die
In the evening wanna die
If I ain't dead already
Ooh girl you know the reason why.
My mother was of the sky
My father was of the earth
But I am of the universe
And you know what it's worth
I'm lonely wanna die
If I ain't dead already
Ooh girl you know the reason why.
The eagle picks my eye
The worm he licks my bone
I feel so suicidal
Just like Dylan's Mr. Jones
Lonely wanna die
If I ain't dead already
Ooh girl you know the reason why.
Black cloud crossed my mind
Blue mist round my soul
Feel so suicidal
Even hate my rock and roll
Wanna die yeah wanna die
If I ain't dead already
Ooh girl you know the reason why.
L'odi havia de sortir d'alguna manera i sovint ho va fer a través de la finestra de l'espiritualitat. Al final, John Lennon va entendre que no hi ha veritat més absoluta que la que es troba a l'interior de cadascú.
God is a concept,
By which we can measure,
Our pain,
I'll say it again,
God is a concept,
By which we can measure,
Our pain,
I don't believe in magic,
I don't believe in I-ching,
I don't believe in bible,
I don't believe in tarot,
I don't believe in Hitler,
I don't believe in Jesus,
I don't believe in Kennedy,
I don't believe in Buddha,
I don't believe in mantra,
I don't believe in Gita,
I don't believe in yoga,
I don't believe in kings,
I don't believe in Elvis,
I don't believe in Zimmerman,
I don't believe in Beatles,
I just believe in me,
Yoko and me,
And that's reality.
The dream is over,
What can I say?
The dream is over, Yesterday,
I was dreamweaver,
But now I'm reborn,
I was the walrus,
But now I'm John,
And so dear friends,
You just have to carry on,
The dream is over.
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