Estaba escuchando un podcast sobre la película "León; El Profesional" de Luc Besson y el tema de los créditos finales pertenecía a Sting. Era "Shape Of My Heart".
Me volvió a recordar esta bonita canción de 1993, con esa bella melodía a guitarra acústica y decidí elegirla como "Canción de la semana". Me dispuse a buscar información sobre ella y reconozco que me he quedado sorprendido al ver que Sting, como solista, tiene tan sólo unos pocos hits, a pesar de ser tan conocido. Ni en Estados Unidos ni en el Reino Unido llega a tener 10 singles en el Top-10.
Uno no sigue de cerca la carrera de Sting pero jamás esperaría un dato tan curioso...
A parte de que los números tampoco indican calidad, si no que le pregunten a Rihanna o Katy Perry, "Shape Of My Heart" es una preciosa balada que Sting compuso junto al guitarrista Dominic Miller y que pertenece a su álbum de 1993 "Ten Summoner's Tales".
Quizás en las listas no tuvo demasiada repercusión pero ha sido sampleada en infinidad de ocasiones y también versionada por diferentes artistas.
Y además esta semana es la elegida.
Feliz escucha, feliz semana.
He deals the cards as a meditation
And those he plays never suspect
He doesn't play for the money he wins
He don't play for respect
He deals the cards to find the answer
The sacred geometry of chance
The hidden law of a probable outcome
The numbers lead a dance
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
He may play the Jack of diamonds
He may lay the Queen of spades
He may conceal a King in his hand
While the memory of it fades
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
That's not the shape, the shape of my heart
And if I told you that I loved you
You'd maybe think there's something wrong
I'm not a man of too many faces
The mask I wear is one
But those who speak know nothing
And find out to their cost
Like those who curse their luck in too many places
And those who fear a loss
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
That's not the shape, the shape of my heart
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