Aujourd'hui : le chef d'oeuvre de
Sandy Denny :
Fotheringay. Une chanson qui me bouleverse chaque fois que je l'écoute, pour la douceur de la voix de Sandy, les paroles. Celles qui racontent les derniers instants de Marie Stuart. Ceux d'entre vous qui connaissent le destin de Marie, et celui de Sandy, savent certainement toute la charge émotive que véhiculent ces mots :
How often she has gazed from castle windows all
And watched the daylight passing within her captive wall
With no one to heed her call
The evening hour is fading within the dwindling sun
And in a lonely moment, those embers will be gone
And the last of all the young birds flown
Her days of precious freedom, forfeited long before
To live such fruitless years behind a guarded door
But those days will last no more
Tomorrow, at this hour, she will be far away
Much farther than these islands, for the lonely Fotheringay
À écouter :
Fairport Convention - Fotheringay
http://www.rock6070.com/MP3/Fotheringay.mp3