Lou Reed (2/3/1942 - 27/10/2013): You're going to reap just what you sow

Lou se fue de gira. Nos quedamos con su perfecta canción en perfecta versión [lean la bajadita de línea de la BBC]: "Perfect Day":


Just a perfect day
drink Sangria in the park
And then later
when it gets dark, we go home

Just a perfect day
feed animals in the zoo
Then later
a movie, too, and then home

Oh, it's such a perfect day
I'm glad I spend it with you
Oh, such a perfect day
You just keep me hanging on
You just keep me hanging on

Just a perfect day
problems all left alone
Weekenders on our own
it's such fun

Just a perfect day
you made me forget myself
I thought I was
someone else, someone good

Oh, it's such a perfect day
I'm glad I spent it with you
Oh, such a perfect day
You just keep me hanging on
You just keep me hanging on

You're going to reap just what you sow
You're going to reap just what you sow
You're going to reap just what you sow
You're going to reap just what you sow

Dream a Little Dream of Me, versiones

Esta canción perfecta es de 1931, música de Fabian Andre y Wilbur Schwandt, letra perfección de Gus Kahn.

Doris Day, que con esa vos de cristal (o de cuchillo) me teletransporta allá, a mi infancia, a los clásicos de Hollywood en la tele, a mi papá [que de ahí viene el berretín de este post hoy, todo culpa del abuelo de la Escudero]:

Stars shining bright above you
Night breezes seem to whisper "I love you"
Birds singing in the sycamore trees
Dream a little dream of me.

Say nighty-night and kiss me
Just hold me tight and tell me you'll miss me
While I'm alone and blue as can be
Dream a little dream of me.

Stars fading but I linger on, dear
Still craving your kiss
I'm longing to linger till dawn, dear
Just saying this.

Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you
Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you
But in your dreams whatever they'd be
Dream a little dream of me.

Stars fading but I linger on, dear
Still craving your kiss
I'm longing to linger till dawn, dear
Just saying this.

Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you
Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you
But in your dreams whatever they'd be
Dream a little dream of me.

Mama Cass + The Mamas and The Papas [la canté como si fuera 1941, como si fuera nueva, dijo]:

Ella & Satchmo:

Unos tipos duros... Blind Guardian:

Y la versión francesa, "Les yeux ouverts", no la pongo porque todas son feas. Tiene que existir una que me guste, pero no ha aparecido aún.