E’ da un pò di giorni ch emi strombazza in testa questa canzone. Quando l’ho ascoltata la prima volta non mi ha detto assolutamente nulla, merito di una regia live del tutto accattivante, più accattivante del brano. Poi l’ho ascoltata nuovamente, nel silenzio delle mie cuffiette, e me ne sono innamorato. Il testo è complicato da comprendere ma a me piace pensare che parli di un nuovo inizio. Di quell’inizio strano ed eccitante.  Penso che il significato di questa canzone possa essere trovato non nell’immagine di una strada totalmente distrutta, ma nella voglia di percorrerla per renderla nuovamente viva. Poi il titolo Viva la Vida è talmente tanto bello da farmi sorridere immediatamente. Di sotto il testo! E qui la traduzione. Che ne pensate?

I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own

I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemies eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing:
“Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!”

One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt, and pillars of sand

I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
Once you know there was never, never an honest word
That was when I ruled the world
(Ohhh)

It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in.
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People could not believe what I’d become
Revolutionaries Wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?

I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter won’t call my name
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)

Hear Jerusalem bells are ringings
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh