It is a song that many of those who heard the fell in love perhaps more than that of the man who dedicated it. The ritual of the melody, the sensuality of voices, the anaglyfotita feelings, the vibration of consciousness in traveling so far away from the logic, so deep in the center of the universe of human "totality", this sense of eternal, intact, the immaculate, immortal, in your promises love, so that makes you feel like no one ever discovered or will discover not tasted nor tasted, not rigise nor rigisei not dissolved nor dissolved for love like you. How no one felt this eerie caress, which sometimes resembles sky sometimes breath of the abyss, sometimes the fire of the senses sometimes frisk death, as strongly as you, so strongly as this song makes you feel in your own skin as exorcises death after every love, every orgasm of the senses, is a small death - and that is why we love this "androgynous" entity is the only living immortality, the only magician who can always be the same with this one and unique spell, beats to the corruptible.
And for that love and death overflowing so the unearthly song of beauty to enrapture immediately throwing in the embrace of this eternal tango rhythm that emerged from the Argentinean brothels to conquer, to impose Catholicism completely, her body West.
But in this the love song, death is much more present, more nightmarish implacable, than you would ever imagine ... The cold breath is pervasive. The truth is frozen hot kiss of lovers, dehydrates the moisture of the senses, overshadows the colors of passion cease feast of touching.
Why «Dance me to the end of love» is a song written for lovers as they think those rigoun the sound of ...
This song is literally a death spell. A true antidote to the poison of anguish brutality of man to man. One of remembrance balm to the martyrdom of the horror that lived millions of people, all those who perished in the Nazi crematoria.
It is a song full of near-death cries of an absurd torment, haunted by the cries of children, the cry of labeled from a whisper of bony no longer had a voice, from the creepy crawling of undead waiting day by day, hour by hour, into misery, agony, torment, their end.
It is watered from that horrible smell of burnt flesh from the absurdity of Nazism -the Nazism revived today because history repeats itself not as farce anymore but as a theater of the absurd.
This song is the horror of the requirement to play music themselves condemned, in the corridors of the camps, while others passed the front of the queue of Auschwitz, Dachau, the tail of the horror going to be killed and incinerated crematoria. It's all the latest looks that looked every Jew music and the "burning violin" of, the history of life, pain, carrying each of them, while they were marching towards death, and at the same time the Nazis force the fellow inmate the musician playing classical music in the corridors of this earthly hell.
Why «Dance me to the end of love» is a dance to the end of love, but a dance as the end of existence, which eformontas the operative source of passion for life, can ultimately embraces tightly dragging as the even death itself love. So while a song is born from death, it can embrace, vibrating love and life ...
Why, according to the creator of the Leonard Cohen as once narrated features about it "It's strange the way is born a song, each song has some kind of seed that someone puts in your hand or the same people he puts in your hand, and why the process is so mysterious about how written a song. But this came to me just because I knew or heard that next to the crematoria in some specific death camps were a group of musicians, consisting of a string quartet, who were forced to play each time evolving process this horror. And these people were playing, waiting for them the same terrible fate. And forced to play classical music, while their fellow prisoners are killed and burned. This music then the "dance to in your beauty with a burning violin" means symbolically beauty as the end of existence, and the element of passion behind every accomplishment. But this is the same language that we use for the ultimate delivery to favorite or our favorite, so in a song is not important in the end to know the origin of it arose, because if the language itself comes from it the operative source of passion can embrace any passionate energy ".
So today, on the occasion of the "Kristallnacht" pogrom -the made against the Jews on November 9, 1938 by Nazi Germany ...
... Today 'dance to in your beautiful world with a burning violin, "one note, a sound, a melody, a dream which finally burn the horrors of this world, to make ash the ugliness of, the absurdity, the futility and unnecessary suffering, mourning for humanity that loses again and again in the twilight of shame of humanity ...
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