DEAD CAN DANCE: The Carnival Is Over

Entre tanta zafiedad, corrupción, crisis y malos royos, no viene nada mal sumergirse en este fantástico mundo onírico que nos propone la banda australiana Dead Can Dance. Un remanso de buen gusto entre tanta ordinariez y vulgaridad. ¡A disfrutar!

La letrita dice así:

Outside 
The storm clouds gathering, 
Moved silently along the dusty boulevard. 
Where flowers turning crane their fragile necks 
So they can in turn 
Reach up and kiss the sky. 

They are driven by a strange desire 
Unseen by the human eye 
Someone is calling. 

I remember when you held my hand 
In the park we would play when the circus came to town. 
Look! Over here. 

Outside 
The circus gathering 
Moved silently along the rainswept boulevard. 
The procession moved on the shouting is over 
The fabulous freaks are leaving town. 

They are driven by a strange desire 
Unseen by the human eye
Someone is calling 
The carnival is over. 

We sat and watched 
As the moon rose again 
For the very first time.