You are beautiful

James Blunt, cantautor, soldado en la guerra de Kosovo, nuevo niño mimado de la exitosa productora y compositora Linda Perry -4 Non Blondes, Pink-, todo esto... y poco más. Porque tras escuchar "Back to Bedlam", su álbum de presentación, uno sólo se queda con éste su tema estrella, con su medio falsete desgarrado a lo Rod Stewart y con ese aire de chico sensible y afectado. Bueno, menos es nada; pero se echa de menos la autenticidad que destilan en sus espléndidos discos debut verdaderos perdedores como Damien Rice o Ray Lamontagne.

Se avecina un otoño repleto de estrenos, ya comentaremos pero por lo que escucho (verbigracia, el señor Blunt) mucho ruido y pocas nueces. Aún así, esta canción rondará por mi cabeza todavía durante un par de semanas. El disco, como digo, es una pérdida de tiempo que sirve para llenar una insulsa tarde de septiembre. Si es que alguien se puede permitir el lujo de perder el tiempo, claro.

My life is brilliant.
My love is pure.
I saw an angel.
Of that I'm sure.
She smiled at me on the subway.
She was with another man.
But I won't lose no sleep on that,
'cause I've got a plan.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
and I don't know what to do,
'cause I'll never be with you.

Yeah, she caught my eye,
as we walked on by.
She could see from my face that I was,
fucking high,
and I don't think that I'll see her again,
but we shared a moment that will last till the end.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
and I don't know what to do,
'cause I'll never be with you.
You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
There must be an angel with a smile on her face,
when she thought up that I should be with you.
But it's time to face the truth,
I will never be with you.