torsdag 12 april 2012

While my guitar gently weeps

Har ni ibland vaknat av att ha en låt på hjärnan? Jag har varit förföljd i flera dagar i "While my guitar gently weeps". Jag kollade upp vad George Harrisson verkade ha haft in mind när han skrev låten och då stod det på Wikipedia att han var inne på österländsk filosofi och läste  I Ching då det förespråkas för en tro som hävdar att är relaterat till varandra istället för den västerländska filosofin att allt skulle ske av en slump.Jag älskar gitarrsolot i denna låt. Jag vill lära mig det men det tar nog flera år innan jag kommer till den nivån om jag ens gör det.

"I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps
I look at the floor and I see it need sweeping
Still my guitar gently weeps

I don't know why nobody told you
how to unfold your love
I don't know how someone controlled you
they bought and sold you

I look at the world and I notice it's turning
While my guitar gently weeps
With every mistake we must surely be learning
Still my guitar gently weeps

I don't know how you were diverted
you were perverted too
I don't know how you were inverted
no one alerted you




I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps
I look at you all
Still my guitar gently weeps

( I look from the wings at the play you are staging
While my guitar gently weeps
As I'm sitting here doing nothing but aging
Still my guitar gently weeps ) - from original harrison version

Oh, oh, oh
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah yeah"

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