

Letra
I came upon a child of God
He was walking along the road
When I asked him where are you going
This he told me
I'm going down to Yasgur's farm
Think I'll join a rock and roll band
I'll camp out on the land
I'll try and set my soul free
We are stardust, we are golden
And we've got to get ourselves back to the garden
Then can I walk beside you
I have come here to lose the smog
And I feel just like a cog in something turning
Well maybe it's the time of year
Or maybe it's the time of man
And I don't know who I am
But life's for learning
We are stardust, we are golden
And we've got to get ourselves back to the garden
By the time I got to Woodstock
They were half a million strong
Everywhere there was songs and celebration
And I dreamed I saw the bombers
Riding shotgun in the sky
Turning into butterflies
Above our nation
We are stardust, we are golden
And we've got to get ourselves back to the garden
We are stardust, we are golden
And we've got to get ourselves back to the garden
We are stardust, we are golden
And we've got to get ourselves back to the garden
I came upon a child of God
He was walking along the road
When I asked him where are you going
This he told me
I'm going down to Yasgur's farm
Think I'll join a rock and roll band
I'll camp out on the land
I'll try and set my soul free
We are stardust, we are golden
And we've got to get ourselves back to the garden
Then can I walk beside you
I have come here to lose the smog
And I feel just like a cog in something turning
Well maybe it's the time of year
Or maybe it's the time of man
And I don't know who I am
But life's for learning
We are stardust, we are golden
And we've got to get ourselves back to the garden
By the time I got to Woodstock
They were half a million strong
Everywhere there was songs and celebration
And I dreamed I saw the bombers
Riding shotgun in the sky
Turning into butterflies
Above our nation
We are stardust, we are golden
And we've got to get ourselves back to the garden
We are stardust, we are golden
And we've got to get ourselves back to the garden
We are stardust, we are golden
And we've got to get ourselves back to the garden

Ian Matthews es un histórico del Folck- Rock con una calidad reconocida. Trabajó con Fairport Convention en sus primeras producciones (su incorporación parece que se produjo en la misma época que la de Sandy Denny). Cuando Fairport se orientó más hacia la música de raices céticas y británicas, Ian formó su propia banda: Matthews Southern Comfort, más orientada hacia el folck-rock o country progresivo. Se marchó a EE.UU y allí ha desarrollado la mayor parte de su carrera. Sus posteriores discos los produce con su nombre: Ian Mathews.
Tiene una voz increible y sus arreglos son sumamente agradables al oido. En fin, lo mejor es oirlo y disfrutarlo con esta maravilla de canción, buen fin de semana amigos
Una delicia de cancion con la voz de Joni maravillosa
ResponderEliminarUn abrazo Mister Llop
Hola Luther, una de mis canciones preferidas por su melodia y letra, a mi personalmente me encanta la versión de Ian Matthews.
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