ABUELO

Hace un mes escaso dedique un post a mi abuelo, a mi padre y a mi hermano, con motivo de su santo. Los tres se llaman Alfonso.

Este sábado mi abuelo falleció. A los 87 años. Su vida no fue facil, sufrió golpes muy duros pero él siguió con paso firme sin decaer caminando con dignidad y buen corazón. Fue una buena persona que ayudo a todo el que pudo y no son frases hechas... lo impresionante es que es verdad.

Era mi padrino.

Siento no haber tenido una relación más profunda o intima con él. Aunque de cierta forma si que la tuvimos yo le hice abuelo a él y él fue... mi abuelo.... Siempre tendrá un lugar muy especial en mi corazón.

Descanse en paz.

Jeff Buckley - hallelujah

I heard there was a secret chord

that david played and it pleased the lord

but you don't really care for music, do you

well it goes like this the fourth, the fifth

the minor fall and the major lift

the baffled king composing hallelujah

hallelujah...

well your faith was strong but you needed proof

you saw her bathing on the roof

her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you

she tied you to her kitchen chair

she broke your throne and she cut your hair

and from your lips she drew the hallelujah

hallelujah...

baby i've been here before

i've seen this room and i've walked this floor

i used to live alone before i knew you

i've seen your flag on the marble arch

but love is not a victory march

it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah

hallelujah...

well there was a time when you let me know

what's really going on below

but now you never show that to me do you

but remember when i moved in you

and the holy dove was moving too

and every breath we drew was hallelujah

well, maybe there's a god above

but all i've ever learned from love

was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you

it's not a cry that you hear at night

it's not somebody who's seen the light

it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah

hallelujah...