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1967
Songs from a Room
1969
Songs Of Love And Hate
1971
Live Songs
1973
New Skin For The Old Ceremony
1974
Death Of A Ladies' Man
1977
Recent Songs
1979
Field Commander Cohen: Tour Of 1979
1979
Various Positions
1984
I'm Your Man
1988
The Future
1992
Leonard Cohen In Concert
1993
Ten New Songs
2001
Dear Heather
2004
Live In London
2008
Songs From The Road
2010
Old Ideas
2012
Live In Dublin
2014
Popular Problems
2014
Can't Forget: A Souvenir Of The Grand Tour
2015
You Want It Darker
2016
Thanks For The Dance
2019
Songs from a Room
1969
Songs Of Love And Hate
1971
Live Songs
1973
New Skin For The Old Ceremony
1974
Death Of A Ladies' Man
1977
Recent Songs
1979
Field Commander Cohen: Tour Of 1979
1979
Various Positions
1984
I'm Your Man
1988
The Future
1992
Leonard Cohen In Concert
1993
Ten New Songs
2001
Dear Heather
2004
Live In London
2008
Songs From The Road
2010
Old Ideas
2012
Live In Dublin
2014
Popular Problems
2014
Can't Forget: A Souvenir Of The Grand Tour
2015
You Want It Darker
2016
Thanks For The Dance
2019
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Songs Of Leonard Cohen
1967 -
Songs from a Room
1969 -
Songs Of Love And Hate
1971 -
Live Songs
1973 -
New Skin For The Old Ceremony
1974 -
Death Of A Ladies΄ Man
1977 -
Recent Songs
1979 -
Field Commander Cohen: Tour Of 1979
1979 -
Various Positions
1984 -
I΄m Your Man
1988 -
The Future
1992 -
Leonard Cohen In Concert
1993 -
Ten New Songs
2001 -
Dear Heather
2004 -
Live In London
2008 -
Songs From The Road
2010 -
Old Ideas
2012 -
Live In Dublin
2014 -
Popular Problems
2014 -
Can΄t Forget: A Souvenir Of The Grand Tour
2015 -
You Want It Darker
2016 -
Thanks For The Dance
2019
Leonard Cohen - One of Us Cannot Be Wrong / 1967
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Leonard Cohen - One of Us Cannot Be Wrong-1968
Versuri cantec:
I lit a thin green candle, to make you jealous of me.
But the room just filled up with mosquitos,
they heard that my body was free.
Then I took the dust of a long sleepless night
and I put it in your little shoe.
And then I confess that I tortured the dress
that you wore for the world to look through.
I showed my heart to the doctor: he said I just have to quit.
Then he wrote himself a prescription,
and your name was mentioned in it!
Then he locked himself in a library shelf
with the details of our honeymoon,
and I hear from the nurse that he's gotten much worse
and his practice is all in a ruin.
I heard of a saint who had loved you,
so I studied all night in his school.
He taught that the duty of lovers
is to tarnish the golden rule.
And just when I was sure that his teachings were pure
he drowned himself in the pool.
His body is gone but back here on the lawn
his spirit continues to drool.
An Eskimo showed me a movie
he'd recently taken of you:
the poor man could hardly stop shivering,
his lips and his fingers were blue.
I suppose that he froze when the wind took your clothes
and I guess he just never got warm.
But you stand there so nice, in your blizzard of ice,
oh please let me come into the storm.
Versuri cantec:
I lit a thin green candle, to make you jealous of me.
But the room just filled up with mosquitos,
they heard that my body was free.
Then I took the dust of a long sleepless night
and I put it in your little shoe.
And then I confess that I tortured the dress
that you wore for the world to look through.
I showed my heart to the doctor: he said I just have to quit.
Then he wrote himself a prescription,
and your name was mentioned in it!
Then he locked himself in a library shelf
with the details of our honeymoon,
and I hear from the nurse that he's gotten much worse
and his practice is all in a ruin.
I heard of a saint who had loved you,
so I studied all night in his school.
He taught that the duty of lovers
is to tarnish the golden rule.
And just when I was sure that his teachings were pure
he drowned himself in the pool.
His body is gone but back here on the lawn
his spirit continues to drool.
An Eskimo showed me a movie
he'd recently taken of you:
the poor man could hardly stop shivering,
his lips and his fingers were blue.
I suppose that he froze when the wind took your clothes
and I guess he just never got warm.
But you stand there so nice, in your blizzard of ice,
oh please let me come into the storm.