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He estado este fin de semana escuchando el último álbum de Bruce Springsteen, Bola de derribo, y ... tenía que compartir la alegría y la energía que me da. Además, en esta canción, todavía se puede escuchar el inconfundible sonido del saxófono de Clarence Clemons, fallecido en Junio de 2011.
This song must have been written around Aug-Sep 2009, about the 2010 demolition of Giants Stadium but also about our situation nowadays. On the opening night of his 2009 stand at Giants Stadium, Springsteen took the stage and told the crowd: "Join us tonight to shut the old lady down! We've had a lot of great nights here, let's make this another one. This is something I wrote for tonight."
Esta canción debió de escribirse por agosto-septiembre de 2009, y trata de la demolición del estadio de los Gigantes en el año 2010 pero también de nuestra situación. En la noche de la inauguración de su gira de 2009 en el Giants Stadium, Springsteen subió al escenario y dijo a la multitud: "¡Uníos a nosotros esta noche para derribar a esta vieja dama! Hemos tenido un montón de noches magníficas aquí, vamos a hacer de esta otra más. Esto es algo que compuse para esta noche".
WRECKING BALL
I was raised out of steel here in the swamps of Jersey, some misty years ago
Through the mud and the beer, and the blood and the cheers, I've seen champions come and go
So if you got the guts mister, yeah, if you got the balls
If you think it's your time, then step to the line, and bring on your wrecking ball
Bring on your wrecking ball
Bring on your wrecking ball
Come on and take your best shot, let me see what you got
Bring on your wrecking ball
Now my home's here in these meadowlands where mosquitoes grow big as airplanes
Here where the blood is spilled, the arena's filled, and giants played their games
So raise up your glasses and let me hear your voices call
Because tonight all the dead are here, so bring on your wrecking ball
Bring on your wrecking ball
Bring on your wrecking ball
Come on and take your best shot, let me see what you got
Bring on your wrecking ball
Yeah, we know that come tomorrow, none of this will be here
So hold tight on your anger, you hold tight on your anger
Hold tight to your anger, don't fall to your fears
Now when all this steel and these stories, they drift away to rust
And all our youth and beauty, it's been given to the dust
When the game has been decided and we're burning down the clock
And all our little victories and glories have turned into parking lots
When your best hopes and desires are scattered through the wind
And hard times come, and hard times go
And hard times come, and hard times go
...
...
Yeah just to come again
Bring on your wrecking ball
Bring on your wrecking ball
Come on and take your best shot, let me see what you got
Bring on your wrecking ball
Bring on your wrecking ball (bring on your wrecking ball)
Bring on your wrecking ball (bring on your wrecking ball)
Come on and take your best shot, let me see what you got
Bring on your wrecking ball...
Enjoy!
Enjoy!
¡Disfrutad!
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