Letra de Field Commander Cohen - Leonard Cohen

Field Commander Cohen, he was our most important spy:
wounded in the line of duty;
parachuting acid into diplomatic cocktail parties;
urging Fidel Castro to abandon fields and castles;
leave it all, and like a man,
came back to nothing special
such as waiting rooms and ticket lines,
silver bullet suicides,
and messianic ocean tides,
and racial roller-coaster rides,
and other forms of boredom advertised as poetry.
I know you need your sleep now.
I know your life's been hard,
But many men are falling,
where you promised to stand guard.

I never asked but I heard that you cast your lot along with the poor;
that you be this and nothing more
than just some grateful, faithful woman's favourite singing millionaire,
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the patron saint of envy and the grocer of despair,
working for the Yankee dollar.
Drinkin� rum and Coca-Cola. Go down Point Koomahnah.
Both mother and daughter. Working for the Yankee dollar.

I know you need your sleep now.
I know your life's been hard,
But many men are falling,
where you promised to stand guard.

Lover, come and lie with me, if my lover is who you really are.
And be your sweetest self a while, until I ask for more, my child.
Then let the other selves be rung; let them manifest and come,
`til love is pierced and love is hung
and every taste is on the tongue,
and every kind of freedom done, then
oh my love, oh my love, oh my love