And even though it all went wrong I'll stand right here before the Lord of song with nothing, nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah.

And even though it all went wrong I'll stand right here before the Lord of song with nothing, nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah. - Leonard Cohen

And even though it all went wrong I'll stand right here before the Lord of song with nothing, nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah. - Leonard Cohen

And even though it all went wrong I'll stand right here before the Lord of song with nothing, nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah. - Leonard Cohen

And even though it all went wrong I'll stand right here before the Lord of song with nothing, nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah. - Leonard Cohen

And even though it all went wrong I'll stand right here before the Lord of song with nothing, nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah. - Leonard Cohen

And even though it all went wrong I'll stand right here before the Lord of song with nothing, nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah. - Leonard Cohen

And even though it all went wrong I'll stand right here before the Lord of song with nothing, nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah. - Leonard Cohen

And even though it all went wrong I'll stand right here before the Lord of song with nothing, nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah. - Leonard Cohen

She tied you to a kitchen chair. She broke your throne, and she cut your hair and from your lips she drew the Hallelujah. - Leonard Cohen

E molte notti resistono senza una luna, senza una stella. Così resisteremo noi quando uno dei due sarà via, lontano. - Leonard Cohen

C'è una crepa in ogni cosa. Ed è da lì che entra la luce

And I remember when I moved in you and the holy dove she was moving too and every single breath we drew was Hallelujah.

Your faith was strong but you needed proof. You saw her bathing on the roof. Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew her. - Leonard Cohen

Well, maybe there's a God above as for me all I've ever learned from love Is how to shoot somebody who outdrew you. - Leonard Cohen

Un aquilone è l’ultima poesia che hai scritto, così l’affidi al vento, ma non la lasci andare finché qualcuno non ti trova qualcos’altro da fare.