Siguen siendo éstos los días

Hace año y medio tuve la suerte de poder ver en concierto a una cantautora neoyorkina muy poco conocida por estos lares, y que a mí me parece una maravilla, de hecho la incluyo entre mis clásicos, esos artistas o discos a los que vuelvo regularmente porque siempre encuentro en ellos algo nuevo, nunca se agotan, o, en otros casos, porque volver a escucharlos es una sensación parecida a volver a casa después de un largo viaje.

En fin, que ahora estoy escuchando de nuevo a Dayna Kurtz y he querido subir un par de canciones suyas: una que ya trascribí en su momento, y otra que es una versión de la clásica Those were the days, que al parecer deriva a su vez de una canción rusa de principios del siglo XX:

Once upon a time, there was a tavern
Where we used to raise a glass or two
Remember how we laughed away the hours,
And think of all the great things we would do

Those were the days, my friend
We thought they'd never end
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd live the life we'd choose
We'd fight and never lose
For we were young and sure to have our way

Just tonight I stood before the tavern
Nothing seemed the way it used to be
In the glass I saw a strange reflection
Was that lonely woman really me?

Those were the days, my friend
We thought they'd never end
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd live the life we'd choose
We'd fight and never lose
Those were the days, oh yes, those were the days

Through the door, there came familiar laughter
I saw your face and heard you call my name
Oh, my friend, we're older but no wiser
For in our hearts, the dreams are still the same

Those were the days, my friend
We thought they'd never end
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd live the life we'd choose
We'd fight and never lose
Those were the days, oh yes, those were the days

Gene Raskin