I’ll be your fifty thousand clapping like one

Sarò il battito di mani di cinquantamila persone come se fosse un unico suono. I’ll be your stadium, sarò come uno stadio, ovviamente pieno. La potenza evocativa della canzone del gruppo americano One Republic è così struggente ma si esaurisce con l’unica condizione possibile: ‘till love runs out.

Se anche il più grandioso e sincero sentimento deve finire, cosa rimane allora? Il ritmo dei tamburi, la cui atmosfera mi ricorda una serata a Chang Mai, incalza fino alla fine e incita a non smettere. Purtroppo dovrebbe rimanere soltanto una sensazione poco più che intellegibile. Non voglio credere nelle parole della canzone. La consapevolezza di un qualcosa trascendente e metastorico permane invece, eccome, lungo il corso della storia e dello spirito hegheliano.

Io sono qui, convinto ancora del suono di un battito di mani di cinquantamila persone.

ps: la signora cotonata così come i cavalli che ballano, è stupenda.

Love Runs Out – One Republic

I’ll be your light, your match, your burning sun,
I’ll be the bright, and black, that’s making you run.
And I feel alright, and we’ll feel alright,
‘Cause we’ll work it out, yeah we’ll work it out.
I’ll be doin’ this, if you ever doubt,
‘Til the love runs out, ‘til the love runs out.
I’ll be your ghost, your game, your stadium.
I’ll be your fifty thousand clapping like one
And I feel alright, and I feel alright,
‘Cause I worked it out, yeah I worked it out.
I’ll be doin’ this, if you ever doubt,
‘Til the love runs out, ‘til the love runs out.
I got my mind made up and I can’t let go.
I’m killing every second ‘til it sees my soul.
I’ll be running, I’ll be running,
‘Til the love runs out, ‘til the love runs out.
And we’ll start a fire, and we’ll shut it down,
‘Til the love runs out, ‘til the love runs out.
There’s a maniac out in front of me.
Got an angel on my shoulder, and Mephistopheles.
My momma raised me good, momma raised me right.
Momma said “do what you want, say prayers at night”,
And I’m saying them, cause I’m so devout.
‘Til the love runs out, ‘til the love runs out, yeah.
I got my mind made up and I can’t let go.
I’m killing every second ‘til it sees my soul.
I’ll be running, I’ll be running,
‘Til the love runs out, ‘til the love runs out.
And we’ll start a fire, and we’ll shut it down,
‘Til the love runs out, ‘til the love runs out.
Ooh, we all want the same thing.
Ooh, we all run for something.
Oh for God, for fate,
For love, for hate,
For gold, and rust,
For diamonds, and dust.
I’ll be our light, your match, your burning sun,
I’ll be the bright and black that’s making you run.
I got my mind made up and I can’t let go.
I’m killing every second ‘til it sees my soul.
I’ll be running, I’ll be running,
‘Til the love runs out, ‘til the love runs out.
And we’ll start a fire, and we’ll shut it down,
‘Til the love runs out, ‘til the love runs out.
I’ll be your light, your match, your burning sun,
I’ll be the bright and black that’s making you run.
And I feel alright, and we’ll feel alright,
‘Cause we’ll work it out, yeah we’ll work it out.
And we’ll start a fire, and we’ll shut it down,
‘Til the love runs out, ‘til the love runs out.
‘Til the love runs out.

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I’ll be your light, your match, your burning sun,
I’ll be the bright, and black, that’s making you run.
And I feel alright, and we’ll feel alright,
‘Cause we’ll work it out, yeah we’ll work it out.
I’ll be doin’ this, if you ever doubt,
‘Til the love runs out, ‘til the love runs out.
I’ll be your ghost, your game, your stadium.
I’ll be your fifty thousand clapping like one
And I feel alright, and I feel alright,
‘Cause I worked it out, yeah I worked it out.
I’ll be doin’ this, if you ever doubt,
‘Til the love runs out, ‘til the love runs out.
I got my mind made up and I can’t let go.
I’m killing every second ‘til it sees my soul.
I’ll be running, I’ll be running,
‘Til the love runs out, ‘til the love runs out.
And we’ll start a fire, and we’ll shut it down,
‘Til the love runs out, ‘til the love runs out.
There’s a maniac out in front of me.
Got an angel on my shoulder, and Mephistopheles.
My momma raised me good, momma raised me right.
Momma said “do what you want, say prayers at night”,
And I’m saying them, cause I’m so devout.
‘Til the love runs out, ‘til the love runs out, yeah.
I got my mind made up and I can’t let go.
I’m killing every second ‘til it sees my soul.
I’ll be running, I’ll be running,
‘Til the love runs out, ‘til the love runs out.
And we’ll start a fire, and we’ll shut it down,
‘Til the love runs out, ‘til the love runs out.
Ooh, we all want the same thing.
Ooh, we all run for something.
Oh for God, for fate,
For love, for hate,
For gold, and rust,
For diamonds, and dust.
I’ll be our light, your match, your burning sun,
I’ll be the bright and black that’s making you run.
I got my mind made up and I can’t let go.
I’m killing every second ‘til it sees my soul.
I’ll be running, I’ll be running,
‘Til the love runs out, ‘til the love runs out.
And we’ll start a fire, and we’ll shut it down,
‘Til the love runs out, ‘til the love runs out.
I’ll be your light, your match, your burning sun,
I’ll be the bright and black that’s making you run.
And I feel alright, and we’ll feel alright,
‘Cause we’ll work it out, yeah we’ll work it out.
And we’ll start a fire, and we’ll shut it down,
‘Til the love runs out, ‘til the love runs out.
‘Til the love runs out.

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