“We’ve all got our junk…” – As músicas de Spring Awakening

Como eu disse algumas vezes, e como eu sempre gosto de repetir, Spring Awakening é um musical de rock com músicas absolutamente modernas, envolventes e muito bem interpretadas. As letras são ótimas (traduzindo muito bem tudo o que deveriam traduzir), o ritmo é muito bom (de um rock contemporâneo digno de qualquer boa banda) e os intérpretes são ótimas. A música de Spring Awakening ajuda a transformar a peça no que ela é. É um dos pontos mais fortes do espetáculo.

É aquele tipo de música que você ama logo de cara, e que nunca mais esquece. É aquele tipo de música que mesmo depois de muito tempo desde que você viu a peça pela última vez, você quer voltar e ouvir. É aquele tipo de música que você vai usar para gritar, para se acalmar e para rir, chorar… é aquele tipo de música que serve para qualquer momento, e qualquer função. Trabalho de criação muito bem-feito! Gostei demais da seguinte fala de Luis Galvão em seu blog, sobre as músicas de Spring Awakening: “As letras ressoam com a raiva, frustração, confusão, agitação, alegria, raiva e, naturalmente, um pouco de luxúria que exala dos jovens em puberdade”. E eu concordo… como a peça não tem medo de nada, também as músicas não o tem. As letras traduzem exatamente o sentimento do personagem (e descreve desejos e experiências de vários deles), tudo de maneira artisticamente perfeita.

As letras ficam a cargo de Steven Sater, e música de Duncan Sheik – os dois responsáveis por essas obras de arte. Além deles, os cantores e atores merecem seu destaque, afinal sem eles a música não estaria nos palcos. Cada intérprete dá a sua cara à música, e cada diferente entonação vale a pena ser escutada (afinal, as diferentes interpretações são ótimas para se ter uma comparação)… é como o Totally Fucked de Jonathan Groff e de Kyle Riabko… na minha opinião, as duas são ótimas e tem seu valor, mas são bem diferentes uma da outra. Por isso, já aconselho por procurar no YouTube versões com pelo menos dois atores diferentes da peça (recomendo Jonathan Groff e Lea Michele, elenco original da Broadway; e Kyle Riabko e Christy Altomare, elenco original da tour nacional).

Clique em “ler a matéria na íntegra” para ver a lista com todas as músicas da peça… além dos títulos, coloquei o personagem que a interpreta (apenas o personagem, já que todos já foram interpretados por muitos atores diferentes) e um trecho da letra. Divirtam-se, e aproveitem para procurar pelas músicas e escutá-las. Até mais!

Mama Who Bore Me

Wendla (Primeira) e Wendla e todas as Garotas (Reprise)

Mama who bore me

Mama who gave me

No way to handle things

Who made me so sad

Mama, the weeping

Mama, the angels

No sleep in Heaven, or Bethlehem

All That’s Known

Melchior Gabor

But I know

There's so much more to find

Just in looking through myself, and not at them

Still, I know

To trust my own true mind

And to say there's a way through this

On I go

To wonder and to learning

Name the stars and know their dark returning

I'm calling

To know the world's true yearning

The hunger that a child feels for everything they're shown

You watch me

Just watch me

I'm calling

And one day all will know

The Bitch of Living

Moritz, Melchior e os Meninos

God, I dreamed there was an angel

Who could hear me through the wall

As I cried out, like, in Latin "This is so not life at all

Help me out, out of this nightmare."

Then I heard her silver call

She said, "Just give it time, kid. I come to one and all."

She said, "Give me that hand, please, and the itch you can't control.

Let me teach you how to handle all the sadness in your soul.

Oh, we'll work that silver magic,

Then we'll aim it all the wall."

She said, "Love may make you blind, kid, but I wouldn't mind at all."

It's the bitch of living

The bitch, just the bitch

With nothing but your hand

Just the bitch, yeah

Just the bitch of living

As someone you can't stand

My Junk

Meninas e Meninos

Well, you'll have to excuse me, I know it's so off.

I love when you do stuff that's rude and so wrong.

I go up to my room, turn the stereo on...

Shoot up some you, and the you is some song.

I lie back just driftin' and play out these scenes

I ride on the rush of all the hopes and the dreams.

I May be neglecting the things I should do.

But we've all got our junk, and my junk is you.

See we still keep talkin' after you're gone.

You still with me then feels so good in my arms.

They say you go blind, maybe it's true.

We've all got our junk, and my junk is you.

Touch Me

Meninos e Meninas

Touch me – all silent

Tell me – please – all is forgiven

Consume my wine

Consume my mind

I'll tell you how, how the winds sigh

Touch me – just try it

Now, there – that's it – God, that's heaven

I'll love your light

I'll love you right

We'll wander down where the sins cry

Touch me – just like that

Now lower down, where the sins lie

Love me – just for a bit

We'll wander down, where the winds sigh

The Word of Your Body

Wendla Bergman e Melchior Gabor

Just too unreal, all this

Watching the words fall from my lips

Baiting some girl with hypotheses

Haven't you heard the word of your body?

Don't feel a thing, you wish

Grasping at pearls with my fingertips

Holding her hand like some little tease

Haven't you heard the word of my wanting?

O, I'm gonna be wounded

O, I'm gonna be your wound

O, I'm gonna bruise you

O, you're gonna be my bruise

The Dark I Know Well

Martha, Ilse e os Meninos

You say all you want is just a kiss goodnight

And then you hold me and you whisper,

"Child, the Lord won't mind.

It's just you and me.

Child, you're a beauty.

"God, it's good – the lovin' – ain't it good tonight?

You ain't seen nothing yet – gonna treat you right.

It's just you and me

Child you're a beauty."

There is a part I can't tell

About the dark I know well

And Then There Were None

Moritz Stiefel e os Meninos

Uh huh...uh huh...uh huh...well, fine

Not like it's even worth the time

But still, you know, you wanted more

Okay, so nothing's changed – heard that before

You wanna laugh, it's too absurd

You start to ask, can't hear a word

You want to crash a burn

Right, tell me more

You start to cave, you start to cry

You try to run, nowhere to hide

You want to crumble up, and close that door

The Mirror-Blue Night

Melchior e os Meninos

Flip on a switch, and everything's fine –

No more lips, no more tongue, no more ears, no more eyes

The naked blue angel, who peers through the blinds

Disappears in the gloom of the mirror-blue night

But there's nowhere to hide from these bones, from my mind

It's broken inside – I'm a man and a child

I'm at home with a ghost, who got left in the cold

Who knocks at my peace, with no keys to my soul

I Believe

Meninos e Meninas

I believe

I believe

I believe

Oh I believe

There is love in heaven

All will be forgiven

There is love in heaven

All will be forgiven

The Guilty Ones

Wendla, Melchior, Meninos e Meninas

And now our bodies are the guilty ones –

Our touch

Will fill every hour

Huge and dark

Oh our hearts

Will murmur the blues from on high

Then whisper some silver reply

And now our bodies are the guilty ones –

Our touch

Will color hours

Night won't breathe

Oh how we

all in silence from the sky

Then whisper some silver reply

Don’t Do Sadness

Moritz Stiefel

'Cuz you know I don't do sadness,

Not even a little bit.

Just don't need it in my life.

Don't want any part of it.

I don't do sadness.

Hey, I've done my time

Lookin' back on it all.

Man, it blows my mind.

I don't do sadness,

So been there.

Don't do sadness,

Just don't care.

Blue Wind

Ilse

Spring and summer ev'ry other day

Blue wind gets so pained

Blowin' through the thick corn,

Through the bales of hay,

Through the sudden drift of the rain

Spring and summer.

Left Behind

Melchior, Meninos e Meninas

All things he never did are left behind

All the things his Mama wished he'd bear in mind

And all his Dad ever hoped he know

All the talks you never had

The Saturdays you never spent

All the grown-up places you never went

And all of the crying you wouldn't understand

You just let him cry – "Make a man out of him."

A shadow passed, a shadow passed

Yearning, yearning for the fool it called a home

Totally Fucked

Melchior e todo elenco (exceto Moritz)

Disappear – yeah, well, you wanna try

Wanna bundle up into some big ass lie

Long enough for them to all just quit

Long enough for you to get out of it

Yeah, you're fucked all right – and all for spite

You can kiss your sorry ass goodbye

Totally fucked – will they mess you up?

Well you know they're gonna try

The Word of Your Body (Reprise)

Hänschen, Ernst, Meninos e Meninas

Come, cream away the bliss

Travel the world within my lips

Fondle the pearl of your distant dreams

Haven't you heard the word of your body?

O, you're gonna be wounded

O, you're gonna be my wound

O, you're gonna bruise too

O, I'm gonna be your bruise

Whispering

Wendla Bergman

Whispering

Here the ghosts in the moonlight

Sorrow doing a new dance

Through their bone, through their skin

Listening

To the souls in the fool's night

Fumbling mutely with their rude hands

And there's heartache without end

See the father bent in grief

The mother dressed in mourning

Sister crumbles, and the neighbors grumble

The preacher issues warnings

Those You’ve Known

Moritz, Wendla e Melchior

Those you've known

And lost, still walk behind you

All alone

Their song still seems to find you

They call you

As if you knew their longing –

They whistle through the lonely wind, the long blue shadows falling

All alone

But still I hear their yearning

Through the dark, the moon, alone there, burning

The stars too

They tell of spring returning –

And summer with another wind that no one yet has known

They call me –

Through all things –

Night's falling

But somehow I go on

You watch me

Just watch me –

I'm calling

From longing

The Song of Purple Summer

Ilse e todo elenco

And yet, I wait

the swallow brings

a song to hard to follow

that no one else can sing

the fences sway

the porches swing

the clouds begin to thunder

crickets wander, murmuring

the earth will wave with corn

the grey-fly choir will mourn

and mares will neigh

with stallions that they mate

foals they've borne

and all shall know the wonder

I will sing the song of purple summer