Esta mañana, subiendo por la Alameda de Oviedo en medio de la pertinaz lluvia que tenemos desde hace unas semanas en Santander; y a pesar de que el cambio climático permite a los viejos álamos que la acompañan conservar mayor tiempo sus hojas, algunas de ellas ya se habían desprendido, originando algún susto que otro en forma de resbalón a los transeúntes más apresurados. Total que aunque la situación, lugar y momento no eran precisamente bucólicas, me vino a la cabeza el título de una de mis baladas favoritas: "When the leaves come falling down", esa maravillosa canción de Mr. Van Morrison a quien muchos consideramos el mejor músico de Rhythm & Blues de la historia. Es complicado elegir un tema entre tantas obras maestras como ha publicado, pero dadas las fechas, este puede ser el más apropiado.
"When the Leaves Come Falling Down"
I saw you standing with the wind and the rain in your face
And you were thinking 'bout the wisdom of the leaves and their grace
When the leaves come falling down
In September when the leaves, come falling down
And at night the moon is shining on a clear, cloudless sky
And when the evening shadows fall I'll be there by your side
When the leaves come falling down
In September when the leaves, come falling down
Follow me down, follow me down, follow me down
To the place beside the garden and the wall
Follow me down, follow me down
To the space before the twilight and the dawn
Oh, the last time I saw Paris in the streets, in the rain
And as I walk along the boulevards with you, once again
And the leaves come falling down
In September, when the leaves come falling down
Follow me down, follow me down, follow me down
To the place between the garden and the wall
Follow me down, follow me down
To the space between the twilight and the dawn
And as I'm looking at the colour of the leaves, in your hand
As we're listening to Chet Baker on the beach, in the sand
When the leaves come falling down,
Woe in September, when the leaves come falling down
Oh when the leaves come falling down
Yeah in September when the leaves come falling down
When the leaves come falling down
In September, when the leaves come falling down
When the leaves come falling down in September, in the rain
When the leaves come falling down
When the leaves come falling down in September, in the rain
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Un placer, gracias, Gato.
De nada Andere4a, el placer es mío.
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