Leonard Cohen - You Want It Darker

If you are the dealer I'm out of the game

If you are the healer it means I'm broken and lame

If Thine is the glory then mine must be the shame

You want it darker

We kill the flame.

Magnified, sanctified, be Thy holy name

Vilified, crucified, in the human frame

A million candles burning for the help

That never came

You want it darker

Hineni, Hineni!

I'm ready, my Lord!

There's a lover in the story but the story's still the same

There's a lullaby for suffering and a paradox to blame

But it's written in the scriptures and it's not some idle claim

You want it darker

We kill the flame.

They're lining up the prisoners and the guards are taking aim

I struggle with some demons they were middle class and tame

I didn't know I had permission to murder and to maim

You want it darker

Hineni, Hineni!

I'm ready, my Lord!

      Cohen pediu a um cisne que cantasse "You want it darker." Como pode um cisne cantar, "darker"? Para ele, judeu, o Salvador ainda não veio e resta-lhe obedecer ao Deus castigador do Antigo Testamento. Se 'matamos a luz' é porque 'Tu' assim o desejas. Obedecer? O poeta canadiano não aceitou as regras "If you are the dealer I'm out of the game." Um mestre, até ao fim.