lunes, 4 de abril de 2016

Canciones para una vida - Iron Maiden - Rime Of The Ancient Mariner


RIME OF THE ANCIENT MARINER


Empecemos la semana a lo grande, y que mejor forma que hacerlo con uno de esos temas inmortales, una de esas canciones que destacan sobre muchas otras como es este "Rime of the ancient mariner" de los Maiden. Ya he hablado antes en el blog de este disco pero tendré que seguir haciéndolo pues contiene maravillas, como en general toda la mágica década de los 80 referente a este grupazo. Para este "Powerslave", quinta obra de los británicos, de 1984, Iron Maiden caminaba ya con paso firme hacia la leyenda, su carrera, a partes iguales entre meteórica y genial vería al año siguiente y durante ese mismo 1984 una gira mundial presentando este powerslave, que se plasmaría en su álbum en vivo "Live after death" de 1985, posiblemente el directo editado, (para mi) con mayor peso en el heavy metal. Es evidente que a mi particularmente me fascina este grupo , sobre todo el material de la década de los 80, así que se me nota la pasión, pero es que este disco por ejemplo, "Powerslave" es una demostración más de buen hacer a todos los niveles que explica bien el porqué del fenómeno conocido como Iron Maiden. Como decía al inicio voy a dejar de esta obra hoy el tema "Rime of the ancient mariner", temazo, de casi 14 minutos pero que curiosamente se hace hasta corto, algo que solo se explica a través de la calidad, una canción a la que no le sobra ni una sola nota, un tema antológico de esos que a pesar de haberlos escuchado cientos de veces te siguen transmitiendo aquella magia de las primeras veces, un tema lleno de cambios, estribillos enganchones, y esa épica que solo las bandas míticas de sus años mágicos saben transmitir, un temazo que siempre será especial para mi y del que dejo hoy un enlace a youtube. Historia viva del Heavy Metal.






Hear the rime of the Ancient Mariner
See his eyes as he stops one of three
Mesmerizes one of the wedding guests
Stay here and listen to the nightmares of the Sea

And the music plays on and the bride passes by
Caught by his spell and the Mariner tells his tale

Driven south to the land of the snow and ice
To a place where nobody’s been
Through the snow fog flies the albatross
Hailed in God’s name, hoping good luck it brings

And the ship sails on, back to the North
Through the fog and ice and the albatross follows on

The mariner kills the bird of good omen
His shipmates cry against what he’s done
But when the fog clears, they justify him
And make themselves a part of the crime

Sailing on and on and North across the sea
Sailing on and on and North ‘til all is calm

The albatross begins with its vengeance
A terrible curse, a thirst has begun
His shipmates blame bad luck on the Mariner
About his neck, the dead bird is hung

And the curse goes on and on and on at sea
And the thirst goes on and on for them and me

Day after day, day after day, we stuck nor breath nor motion
As idle as a painted ship upon a painted ocean
Water, water, everywhere and all the boards did shrink
Water, water, everywhere nor any drop to drink

There calls the mariner, there comes a ship over the line
But how can she sail with no wind in her sails and no tide

See, onward she comes
Onward she nears, out of the sun
See she has no crew
She has no life, wait but there’s two

Death and she, Life in Death, they throw their dice for the crew
She wins the Mariner and he belongs to her now

Then crew one by one
They drop down dead, two hundred men
She, she, Life in Death
She lets him live, her chosen one

“One after one by the star dogged moon, too quick for groan or sigh
Each turned his face with a ghastly pang and cursed me with his eye
Four times fifty living men and I heard nor sigh nor groan
With heavy thump, a lifeless lump, they dropped down one by one”

The curse it lives on in their eyes
The Mariner he wished he’d die
Along with the sea creatures but they lived on, so did he

And by the light of the moon
He prays for their beauty not doom
With heart he blesses them God’s creatures all of them too

Then the spell starts to break
The albatross falls from his neck
Sinks down like lead into the sea
Then down in falls comes the rain

Hear the groans of the long dead seamen
See them stir and they start to rise
Bodies lifted by good spirits
None of them speak and they’re lifeless in their eyes

And the revenge is still sought, penance starts again
Cast into a trance and the nightmare carries on

Now the curse is finally lifted
And the Mariner sights his home
Spirits go from the long dead bodies
Form their own light and the Mariner’s left alone

And then a boat came sailing towards him
It was a joy he could not believe
The Pilot’s boat, his son and the hermit
Penance of life will fall onto Him

And the ship it sinks like lead into the sea
And the hermit shrives the Mariner of his sins

The Mariner’s bound to tell of his story
To tell his tale wherever he goes
To teach God’s word by his own example
That we must love all things that God made

And the wedding guest’s a sad and wiser man
And the tale goes on and on and on and on  

By Nash

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