Alt-J - Taro

Mano, eu não quero nem começar a comentar o quanto essa letra é densa (citando dois dos mais famosos fotógrafos jornalísticos da história, Robert Capa e Gerda Taro) ou o quanto casou perfeitamente com esse vídeo (na verdade, cenas do documentário-viagem "Powaqqatsi", sequência do genial "Koyaanisqatsi").

Concentrem-se apenas no que realmente importa: caralho, que música linda. 

Indochina, Capa jumps Jeep

Two feet creep up the road
To photo, to record
Meat lumps and war,
They advance as does his chance.
Oooh, oooh
A violent wrench grips mass
Rips light, tears limbs like rags,
Burst so high finally Capa lands.
Painless with immense distance
From medic, from colleague, friend,
Enemy, foe, him five yards from his leg,
From you Taro.
Oooh, oooh
I have sprayed you into my eyes.
Quivers, last rattles, last chokes
All colours and cares glaze to grey
Shrivelled and stricken to dots,
Left hand grasps
what the body grasps not
Ooh, oooh
Le photographe est mort.
Faded for home May of '54
Doors open like arms my love
Painless with a great closeness
To Capa, to Capa Capa dark after nothing,
Re-united with his leg and with you, Taro.
I have sprayed you into my eyes.
Hey Taro

Very yellow white flash.

Mine is a watery pit.

Do not spray into eyes

3:10 pm, Capa pends death,

3.1415, alive no longer my amour

Do not spray into eyes