CANCIONERO

AMERICA. A Horse With No Name.

De vuelta a los setenta, me permito recomendar una de las mejores canciones de todos los tiempos. “A Horse With No Name”, quizá el mayor éxito en la carrera de America, es la canción absoluta. Guitarras envolventes, enormes percusiones, brillante puente de fingerpicking. Un canto a la naturaleza, versos perfectos, el encandilador juego de armonías de Dewey Bunnell, Dan Peek y Gerry Beckley. Y ese estribillo para canturrear sin tener que saber una puñetera palabra de inglés.

La canción se publicó en 1972, justo a continuación de su primer largo “America” (71). Y obtuvo tanto éxito que obligó a la reedición de dicho disco, ocupando un lugar de honor (el quinto) dentro del mismo. Y lo catapultó a los cielos. Cuestión de buen gusto.

A HORSE WITH NO NAME

On the first part of the journey,

I was looking at all the life.

There were plants and birds and rocks and things,

There was sand and hills and rings.

The first thing I met was a fly with a buzz,

And the sky with no clouds.

The heat was hot and the ground was dry,

But the air was full of sound.

I've been through the desert on a horse with no name,

It felt good to be out of the rain.

In the desert you can remember your name,

'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain.

La, la, la la la la, la la la, la, la

La, la, la la la la, la la la, la, la

After two days, in the desert sun,

My skin began to turn red.

After three days, in the desert fun,

I was looking at a river bed.

And the story it told of a river that flowed,

Made me sad to think it was dead.

After nine days, I let the horse run free,

'Cause the desert had turned to sea.

There were plants and birds and rocks and things,

There was sand and hills and rings.

The ocean is a desert with its life underground,

And a perfect disguise above.

Under the cities lies, a heart made of ground,

But the humans will give no love.

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