Yesterday afternoon I’ve heard your world song „Halleluja“. It was sang by a big choir of more than 1.500 voices. It was your Master Song for my opinion, it was a song to overcome the feel of strangeness in the world. You’ve told the people about stories of the street, you were their teacher and their big poet. That’s no way to say goodbye, to be too sad about your dead and passing by. Your light was hardly burning, your spirit is immortal turning. You are my bird on the wire and I was your Winter Lady and we passed through in my ideas of you. Lover lover lover, Leonard. You told me about love in your deep intensively language, your kind of speaking and thinking was in my senses. First I wanna take Manhattan with my blue raincoat on, I wear it today, only for your very special blue and rainy soul, man. True love leaves no traces and we are only guests at all places and it ain’t no cure for love and everybody knows and everybody try try try. I can’t forget in my secret life these letters written to you and never sent. Our future was Boogie Street in a hidden land, please show me this fascinating place again and again. I wanna be for real memories and I give a damn to the trust of some Sisters of Mercy, I regret, I know none of them. One of us cannot be wrong and we are all partisans, do we have to dance all nights long ? I give all of my trust in my Joan of Arc mentality and dress myself for your pleasure in rehearsal rags. Your dead is never any good. I really miss you. Thank you for you all.So long, Leonard, rest in peace. You know: Life is just a Lease.
Anmerkung: Ich hätte das Video sehr gerne ohne Werbung gehabt, fand es nur mit.