The Doors

The Doors

The Doors fue una banda de rock estadounidense, formada en Los Ángeles (California), en julio del año 1965 y disuelta en el año 1973. El grupo es considerado uno de los más influyentes en la historia del rock, y ha sido descrito como «una de las bandas más innovadoras y poderosas en la historia del rock». El estilo musical de la banda se basa en una mezcla de blues y psicodelia. Manzarek aporta elementos de música clásica y del blues (por la influencia de sus padres); Krieger, del flamenco y el baterista, del jazz junto con aportes latinos. Las letras del grupo, compuestas principalmente por Jim Morrison, se apartan en buena medida de las convenciones del pop de su época. En los textos de los primeros discos (The Doors, Strange Days), el elemento visionario propio de la psicodelia aparece expresado en imágenes que beben de la tradición romántica y simbolista, actualizándola con guiños al existencialismo y el psicoanálisis. Es destacable en referencia a lo anterior el gusto de Jim Morrison por la poesía de los simbolistas franceses, como Rimbaud o Verlaine. En los últimos discos, como L.A. Woman, la lírica de Morrison evoluciona hacia letras más sencillas e inmediatas, al estilo del blues

Letra de The End [New Stereo Mix] (Advanced Resolution)
This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end
Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I'll never look into your eyes again

Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need of some stranger's hand
In a desperate land

Lost in a Roman wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah

There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the king's highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby

Ride the snake, ride the snake
To the lake
The ancient lake, baby
The snake he's long, seven miles
Ride the snake
He's old
And his skin is cold

The west is the best
The west is the best
Get here, and we'll do the rest

The blue bus is callin' us
The blue bus is callin' us
Driver, where you takin' us?

The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived and then he
Paid a visit to his brother and then he
He walked on down the hall and
And he came to a door
And he looked inside
"Father?" "Yes, son?" "I want to kill you"
"Mother? I want to... fuck you"
Come on, yeah

C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us and
Meet me at the back of the blue bus
Doin' a blue rock, on a blue bus
Doin' a blue rock, come on, yeah

Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill

This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end
It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die
This is the end

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