La bailadora de tumbas

En estos días la agrupación Velvet Revolver anda buscando un nuevo vocalista, tras la partida de Scott Weiland (uno de mis cantantes favoritos) a mediados de año. Existe una canción, la cual despide el disco Libertad. Se llama Gravedancer, una balada preciosa acerca de un hombre con alas quebradas, una mujer que baila en su tumba y noches de camas congeladas.
Lo fantástico de esta rola, es que he encontrado blogs y comentarios en la web de diferentes interpretaciones. Fácil he leído unas diez versiones. Solamente yo, tengo tres. Unas más tristes que otras.
(La guitarra de Slash, lo máximo).
Disfruten.



Gravedancer (2007)
De Velvet Revolver

She's all that I see
And all that I breathe
Take a breath and hold her in
As the shadows whispering

And I can hear the laughter
Knowing what they're after
Watch the flies beside me
A man with broken wings

Coro:
Take, take a look around
She's a pretty good dancer
She dances on my grave
Everytime it goes down
Everytime she comes down
Everytime we fall down
She dances all over me

She has the world in my feet
The sun that gives see
Take a rest and hold her near
Or she'll float away from here

'cause I'm knowing what you fearin'
an unsentimental jury
and for every mile I guide you
I watch over everything

(Coro)

And everytime that we feel is
just another long wasted night
And the beds that we tear is
just another way for you to roll over me
And the bed that we're sharing
is the hole that I wanna bring you
Want to feel you ooh
I want to hear you