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For you’ve touched her perfect body with your mind….She’s touched your perfect body with her mind.
Pentru ca i-ai atins corpul perfect cu mintea ta… Si pentru ca ti-a atins corpul perfect cu mintea sa…
acest cantec, mai precis aceste versuri mi-au revenit iar si iar in minte, ca o obsesie, ca un refren, revenire la un punct de plecare pe care nu l-am inteles in profunzimea sa pana nu am ascultat iar si iar, ca o obsesie, ca pe un refren intregul cantec (Suzanne) al lui Cohen.
Sa atingi corpul perfect al cuiva cu mintea… seaman cu a visa. Da, visezi ca esti cu persoana pe care o cauti, care ti-e jumatatea ratacita si totul culmina cu o atingere virtual. A corpului cu mintea!
Ok, totul pare de-nteles pana intervine reciproca: cealalta persoana iti atinge corpul perfect cu mintea. Si aceste “atingeri” sunt o premise a unei increderi dincolo de intelegere… atingerea mintii pare a fi mai presus de atingerea fizica o corpurilor perfecte
(caci nu au cum sa fie decat perfecte! Si sunt perfecte daca le vedem asa cum sunt si nu cum ne sugereaza toate reclamele ca ar trebui sa fie!)

Atingi corpul cu mintea. Corpul persoanei iubite, a jumatatii tale, cu mintea. E un amestec ciudat: intelegi logic simturile corpului. Si BANG! Mi-am dat seama ca de fapt aceasta actiune este o trecre dincolo de minte si de trup, este transcensiunea catre suflet, catre regasirea sufletului pereche! Intr-un “spatiu” ce nu are nevoie de dimensiuni (90-60-90:)), un loc in care sunte goi in perfectiunea noastra, in care nu e nevoie sa miscam niciun muschi, nu trebuie sa vorbim sau sa zambim pentru a transmite o anumita stare pe care celalalt s-o inteleaga. Contopirea e totala, e totul la nivel spiritual, totul e o emotie, o perceptie, o beatitudine, o pace…

Cohen incearca sa puna in cuvinte care ajung la minte, la logica, o stare dincolo de orice cuvant, de orice intelegere. Si cuvintele lui mi-au rezonat in minte pana ce sufletul a inteles!

[Daca ar sti profa de romana de comentarii sunt in stare sa fac!!!! – si asta pentru ca simt si nu pentru ca preiau si reproduc :)]

Apoi am cautat sa vad cine e Cohen, cine imi transmite mesaje obsesive, mesaje ce abia de scurt timp am reusit sa le descifrez, sa le inteleg.
Si am aflat ca mesajele vin de la un calugar Zen. Vin de la un Cohen care a stat 5 ani pe muntele Baldy, unde a primit numele de Jikan (Tacutul)! Si de unde s-a intors cu sute de cantece in minte…

http://www.leonardcohen.com/bio.html

Imi pare tare rau ca nu pot “traduce” in mai multe cuvinte ceea ce simt.
Dar poate reuseste Cohen 🙂

Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river
You can hear the boats go by
You can spend the night beside her
And you know that she’s half crazy
But that’s why you want to be there
And she feeds you tea and oranges
That come all the way from China
And just when you mean to tell her
That you have no love to give her
Then she gets you on her wavelength
And she lets the river answer
That you’ve always been her lover
And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you know that she will trust you
For you’ve touched her perfect body with your mind.

And Jesus was a sailor
When he walked upon the water
And he spent a long time watching
From his lonely wooden tower
And when he knew for certain
Only drowning men could see him
He said “All men will be sailors then
Until the sea shall free them”
But he himself was broken
Long before the sky would open
Forsaken, almost human
He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone
And you want to travel with him
And you want to travel blind
And you think maybe you’ll trust him
For he’s touched your perfect body with his mind.

Now Suzanne takes your hand
And she leads you to the river
She is wearing rags and feathers
From Salvation Army counters
And the sun pours down like honey
On our lady of the harbour
And she shows you where to look
Among the garbage and the flowers
There are heroes in the seaweed
There are children in the morning
They are leaning out for love
And they will lean that way forever
While Suzanne holds the mirror
And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you know that you can trust her
For she’s touched your perfect body with her mind.

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