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The legend lives on from the chippewa on down
of the big lake they called and'gitche gumeeand'
the lake, it is said, never gives up her dead
when the skies of november turn gloomy
with a load of iron ore twenty-six thousand tons more
than the edmund fitzgerald weighed empty.
that good ship and crew was a bone to be chewed
when the gales of november came early.
The ship was the pride of the american side
coming back from some mill in wisconsin
as the big freighters go, it was bigger than most
with a crew and good captain well seasoned
concluding some terms with a couple of steel firms
when they left fully loaded for cleveland
and later that night when the shipand's bell rang
could it be the north wind theyand'd been feelinand'?
The wind in the wires made a tattle-tale sound
and a wave broke over the railing
and every man knew, as the captain did too,
tand'was the witch of november come stealinand'.
the dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait
when the gales of november came slashinand'.
when afternoon came it was freezinand' rain
in the face of a hurricane west wind.
When suppertime came, the old cook came on deck sayinand'.
fellas, itand's too rough to feed ya.
at seven p.m. a main hatchway caved in, he said
fellas, itand's been good tand'know ya
the captain wired in he had water cominand' in
and the good ship and crew was in peril.
and later that night when his lights went outta sight
came the wreck of the edmund fitzgerald.
Does any one know where the love of god goes
when the waves turn the minutes to hours?
the searches all say theyand'd have made whitefish bay
if theyand'd put fifteen more miles behind her.
they might have split up or they might have capsized;
may have broke deep and took water.
and all that remains is the faces and the names
of the wives and the sons and the daughters.
Lake huron rolls, superior sings
in the rooms of her ice-water mansion.
old michigan steams like a young manand's dreams;
the islands and bays are for sportsmen.
and farther below lake ontario
takes in what lake erie can send her,
and the iron boats go as the mariners all know
with the gales of november remembered.
In a musty old hall in detroit they prayed,
in the maritime sailorsand' cathedral.
the church bell chimed till it rang twenty-nine times
for each man on the edmund fitzgerald.
the legend lives on from the chippewa on down
of the big lake they call and'gitche gumeeand'.
superior, they said, never gives up her dead
when the gales of november come early!
La leyenda sigue viva en el Chippewa abajo
del gran lago que llamaron and'gitche gumeeand '
el lago, se dice, nunca se da por vencido a sus muertos
cuando el cielo de noviembre su vez sombrío
con una carga de mineral de hierro veintiséis mil toneladas más
que el Edmund Fitzgerald pesaba vacío.
que buen barco y la tripulación era un hueso para masticar
cuando los vientos de noviembre llegó temprano.
El barco era el orgullo de la parte estadounidense
regresando de algún molino en Wisconsin
como los grandes cargueros ir, que era más grande que la mayoría
con una buena tripulación y el capitán y experimentado
conclusión de algunos términos con un par de empresas siderúrgicas
cuando salieron de plena carga para Cleveland
y más tarde esa noche cuando la campana sonó shipand
podría ser el viento del norte theyand'd sido feelinand '?
El viento en los cables hizo un sonido soplón
y una ola rompió encima de la barandilla
y cada cual sabía, como el capitán también lo hizo,
tand'was de la bruja de noviembre vienen stealinand '.
el amanecer llegó tarde y el desayuno tuvo que esperar
cuando los vientos de noviembre llegó slashinand '.
cuando llegó la tarde fue la lluvia freezinand '
en la cara de un viento huracanado oeste.
Cuando sup
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Gordon Lightfoot
The Wreck Of The Edmund Fitzgerald
The Wreck Of The Edmund Fitzgerald
The legend lives on from the chippewa on down
of the big lake they called and'gitche gumeeand'
the lake, it is said, never gives up her dead
when the skies of november turn gloomy
with a load of iron ore twenty-six thousand tons more
than the edmund fitzgerald weighed empty.
that good ship and crew was a bone to be chewed
when the gales of november came early.
The ship was the pride of the american side
coming back from some mill in wisconsin
as the big freighters go, it was bigger than most
with a crew and good captain well seasoned
concluding some terms with a couple of steel firms
when they left fully loaded for cleveland
and later that night when the shipand's bell rang
could it be the north wind theyand'd been feelinand'?
The wind in the wires made a tattle-tale sound
and a wave broke over the railing
and every man knew, as the captain did too,
tand'was the witch of november come stealinand'.
the dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait
when the gales of november came slashinand'.
when afternoon came it was freezinand' rain
in the face of a hurricane west wind.
When suppertime came, the old cook came on deck sayinand'.
fellas, itand's too rough to feed ya.
at seven p.m. a main hatchway caved in, he said
fellas, itand's been good tand'know ya
the captain wired in he had water cominand' in
and the good ship and crew was in peril.
and later that night when his lights went outta sight
came the wreck of the edmund fitzgerald.
Does any one know where the love of god goes
when the waves turn the minutes to hours?
the searches all say theyand'd have made whitefish bay
if theyand'd put fifteen more miles behind her.
they might have split up or they might have capsized;
may have broke deep and took water.
and all that remains is the faces and the names
of the wives and the sons and the daughters.
Lake huron rolls, superior sings
in the rooms of her ice-water mansion.
old michigan steams like a young manand's dreams;
the islands and bays are for sportsmen.
and farther below lake ontario
takes in what lake erie can send her,
and the iron boats go as the mariners all know
with the gales of november remembered.
In a musty old hall in detroit they prayed,
in the maritime sailorsand' cathedral.
the church bell chimed till it rang twenty-nine times
for each man on the edmund fitzgerald.
the legend lives on from the chippewa on down
of the big lake they call and'gitche gumeeand'.
superior, they said, never gives up her dead
when the gales of november come early!
Gordon Lightfoot
El naufragio del Edmund Fitzgerald
El naufragio del Edmund Fitzgerald
La leyenda sigue viva en el Chippewa abajo
del gran lago que llamaron and'gitche gumeeand '
el lago, se dice, nunca se da por vencido a sus muertos
cuando el cielo de noviembre su vez sombrío
con una carga de mineral de hierro veintiséis mil toneladas más
que el Edmund Fitzgerald pesaba vacío.
que buen barco y la tripulación era un hueso para masticar
cuando los vientos de noviembre llegó temprano.
El barco era el orgullo de la parte estadounidense
regresando de algún molino en Wisconsin
como los grandes cargueros ir, que era más grande que la mayoría
con una buena tripulación y el capitán y experimentado
conclusión de algunos términos con un par de empresas siderúrgicas
cuando salieron de plena carga para Cleveland
y más tarde esa noche cuando la campana sonó shipand
podría ser el viento del norte theyand'd sido feelinand '?
El viento en los cables hizo un sonido soplón
y una ola rompió encima de la barandilla
y cada cual sabía, como el capitán también lo hizo,
tand'was de la bruja de noviembre vienen stealinand '.
el amanecer llegó tarde y el desayuno tuvo que esperar
cuando los vientos de noviembre llegó slashinand '.
cuando llegó la tarde fue la lluvia freezinand '
en la cara de un viento huracanado oeste.
Cuando sup
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!