High hopes

Hoy he estado, estoy, triste.

La culpa la tiene la nostalgia, traída por las alas de la memoria.

Esta vez la nostalgia es esta canción.

Esta canción es más que una canción. Una canción siempre lo es. Cada nota es un segundo en el tiempo que viví, y cada segundo trae su memoria, su recuerdo, consigo. Fragancias de tiempo pasado, el aroma de un momento... imposible de transformar en palabras. Lo he intentado.

No os puedo ofrecer mis recuerdos. Sí os ofrezco la canción y su letra, una canción sobre sueños rotos.

 

Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun
Along the long road and on down the causeway
Do they still meet there by the cut
There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps
Running before time took our dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground
To a life consumed by slow decay

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
With friends surrounded
The nights of wonder

Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by the force of some inner tide
At a higher altitude with flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world

Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
There's a hunger still unsatisfied
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon
Though down this road we've been so many times

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river

Forever and ever

High hopes
The division bell (Pink Floyd)