suzanne.. / ella ofrece. Leonard Cohen./ ilust.Valle Camacho

Now Suzanne takes your hand 

And she leads you to the river 

She is wearing rags and feathers 

From Salvation Army counters 

And the sun pours down like honey 

On our lady of the harbour 

And she shows you where to look 

Among the garbage and the flowers 

There are heroes in the seaweed 

There are children in the morning 

They are leaning out for love 

And they will lean that way forever 

While Suzanne holds the mirror 

And you want to travel with her 

And you want to travel blind 

And you know that you can trust her 

For she's touched your perfect body with her mind.