REGINA SPEKTOR

REGINA SPEKTOR, uma cantautora de origem russa e que vive nos E.U.A. tem um currículo tão grande que seria fastidioso estar aqui a contar a vida artística desta jovem talentosa. Quem gostar mesmo do seu estilo, pode consultar a longa lista de dados sobre ela na WIKIPEDIA. 

Pois a Regina prepara-se para lançar o seu sexto álbum em Maio – WHAT WE SAW FROM THE CHEAP SEATS.

Um dos temas do CD chama-se NE ME QUITTE PAS… Porém, não se trata de mais uma versão desta “imagem de marca” de Brel, mas, segundo a autora, "é apenas uma canção animada e cheio de alegria onde eu não pretendo imitar o tom triste e torturado deste original de Jacques Brel".

E pelos vistos conseguiu os seus objectivos.

Para quem tiver a curiosidade de ouvir a REGINA SPEKTOR  aqui fica a letra, e depois o vídeo, do seu curioso e inesperado “Ne me quitte pas”…

Down in Bowery
They lose their ballads and their lipped-mouths in the night
And stumbling through the street, they say
"Sir, do you got a light?
And if you do then you're my friend
And if you don't then you're my foe
And if you are a deity of any sort then please don't go"

Ne me quitte pas, mon cher
Ne me quitte pas, ah ah ah
Ne me quitte pas, mon cher
Ne me quitte pas

Down in Lexington they walk in new shoes stuck to aging feet
And close their eyes and open
And not recognize the aging street
And think about the things were right
When they were young and veins were tight
And if you are the ghost of Christmas past
Then won't you stay the night?

Ne me quitte pas, mon cher
Ne me quitte pas, ah ah ah
Ne me quitte pas, mon cher
Ne me quitte pas, ooh ooh ooh
Ne me quitte pas, mon cher
Ne me quitte pas, ah ah ah
Ne me quitte pas, mon cher
Ne me quitte pas

Down in Bronxy Bronx
The kids go sledding down snow covered slopes
And frozen noses, frozen toes
The frozen city starts to glow
And yes, they know that it will pass
And yes they know New York will thaw
But if you're a friend of any sort
Then play along and catch a cold

Ne me quitte pas, mon cher
Ne me quitte pas, ah ah ah
Ne me quitte pas, mon cher
Ne me quitte pas, ooh ooh ooh
Ne me quitte pas, mon cher
Ne me quitte pas, ah ah ah
Ne me quitte pas, mon cher
Ne me quitte pas

I love Paris in the rain,
I love Paris in the rain
I love, I love, I love in the rain
I love Paris in the rain,
I love Paris in the rain
And I Love I love I love in the rain
I love, I love, I love in the rain

Down in Paris they walk fast
That is unless they're walking slow
And in cafes they look away
That is unless they look right in
And in the gardens I get lost
That is unless I'm getting found
And if you are the ghost of New York City
Then won't you stick around?

Ne me quitte pas, mon cher
Ne me quitte pas, ah ah ah
Ne me quitte pas, mon cher
Ne me quitte pas, ooh ooh ooh
Ne me quitte pas, mon cher
Ne me quitte pas, ah ah ah
Ne me quitte pas, mon cher
Ne me quitte pas

I love Paris in the rain,
I love Paris in the rain
I love, I love, I love in the rain
I love Paris in the rain,
I love Paris in the rain
I love, I love, I love in the rain
And I love, I love, I love in the rain...

And I love, I love, I love, in the rain
I love, I love
In the rain, in the rain
Oh I love in the rain
In the rain, in the rain

Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas