Here Comes the Sun

 

Here Comes the Sun

A little rock and roll band that made it big

They did their ten thousand hours of practice

Their tipping point to immortality,

“Sleep pretty darling do not cry,

And I will sing a lullaby,

Golden slumbers fill your eyes…”

Perfected their style to change the world.

They changed mine.

“Something in the way she knows

Something in the things she shows me

I don’t want to leave her now.”

From Berlin in the early days to 

Beatlemania

In America

And beyond.

“When I find myself in times of trouble

Mother Mary comes to me

Speaking words of wisdom, Let it be…”

I grew up with their tunes

Savoured every lyric,

Every hit,

It speaks to me.

Everybodies laughing

Everybody’s happy

Here comes the Sun King

Quando para mucho mi amore de felice Corazon

Mundo paparazzi mi amore chic aferdi parasol

Questo obrigado tanta mucho que

It runs deep in my being.

Music meant something then,

It was exciting, my parents didn’t understand

But they endulged it.

“Late nights all alone with a test tube…

Bang bang Maxwell’s silver hammer

Writing fifty times I must not be slow…”

As an old man I ride in a taxi in Lima, Peru

The taxi driver and I don’t speak the other’s language,

In an octopuses garden in the shade

I ask my friends to come and see

I’d like to be under the sea

I’d like to be in an octopuses garden in the shade.”

We communicate over a Beatle’s song playing

On the radio in the beat up Chinese-made taxi cab.

He looks at me through the rear view mirror, smiles

Across languages as we sing:

“Pennylane all the people come and go some

stop and say hello.  Pennylane is in my ears and my eyes…”

I wonder does he understand a word?

I pay in Peruvian sol, exit the taxi, still singing

“Here Comes the Sun” my favourite Beatle song,

“Here comes the sun and I say it’s alright,

Little darling its been a long cold lonely winter

And I say it’s alright

The smile is returning to their faces,

Here comes the Sun.”