I play this song every New Year’s Day, it reminds me that whatever I did last year, good or bad is already in the past. That was then and there is only the now. Love Leonard, I’m so glad that I got to see him live in concert, his voice/understanding of the human condition will live on.
This man has been severely underestimated throughout his career and should have had better recognition, his music,lyrics and voice are unparalleled in today's world, nobody even comes close.
I love the reference to Joan of Arc. I don’t know why but I find Leonard Cohen’s tenderness and intimacy are deeply moving. He sings like he was there in the army of Joan of Arc. A true poet transcends time. Sometimes the longing reaches across centuries.
Imagine the mind that could write poetry like this. I try but I will never get close to anything like this. A very special person he was with unimaginable thought processes. I have been a fan since the first word he ever penned. RIP sir you are one with the universe that created you now.
The last of the true minstrels of all time. A iconic GENTLEMAN and one of the best poets and songwriters in history. A millenia from now, someone, somewhere will be slow dancing to the end of Love in a burning room at closing time
Cohen wrote of "Last Year's Man", "I don't know why but I like this song. I used to play it on a Mexican twelve-string until I destroyed the instrument by jumping on it in a fit of impotent fury in 1967. The song had too many verses and it took about five years to sort out the right ones
@@nickbaldwin1668There are some stories of him struggling with fits of temper. “Hallelujah” had him left wearing only his underpants banging his head on the floor of his room at the Chelsea Hotel.
Last Year's Man is a complex song that touches on many taboo's religion, love, war, death redemption and rebirth! It's tune is melodic with visual lyrics and dark it's my favorite Leonard Cohen Song! But this whole album is Great!
I love these deep harmony I feel each time, when I do hear LC. I love these deep melaconic I feel each time, when I do hear LC. All this years since I was 10yo when I heared LC first time.
The rain falls down on last year's man, That's a Jew's harp on the table, That's a crayon in his hand. And the corners of the blueprint are ruined since they rolled Far past the stems of thumbtacks That still throw shadows on the wood. And the skylight is like skin for a drum I'll never mend And all the rain falls down amen On the works of last year's man. I met a lady, she was playing with her soldiers in the dark Oh one by one she had to tell them That her name was Joan of Arc. I was in that army, yes I stayed a little while; I want to thank you, Joan of Arc, For treating me so well. And though I wear a uniform I was not born to fight; All these wounded boys you lie beside, Goodnight, my friends, goodnight. I came upon a wedding that old families had contrived; Bethlehem the bridegroom, Babylon the bride. Great Babylon was naked, oh she stood there trembling for me, And Bethlehem inflamed us both Like the shy one at some orgy. And when we fell together all our flesh was like a veil That I had to draw aside to see The serpent eat its tail. Some women wait for Jesus, and some women wait for Cain So I hang upon my altar And I hoist my axe again. And I take the one who finds me back to where it all began When Jesus was the honeymoon And Cain was just the man. And we read from pleasant Bibles that are bound in blood and skin That the wilderness is gathering All its children back again. The rain falls down on last year's man, An hour has gone by And he has not moved his hand. But everything will happen if he only gives the word; The lovers will rise up And the mountains touch the ground. But the skylight is like skin for a drum I'll never mend And all the rain falls down amen On the works of last year's man.
The rain falls down on last year's man, that's a jew's harp on the table, that's a crayon in his hand. And the corners of the blueprint are ruined since they rolled far past the stems of thumbtacks that still throw shadows on the wood. And the skylight is like skin for a drum I'll never mend and all the rain falls down amen on the works of last year's man. I met a lady, she was playing with her soldiers in the dark oh one by one she had to tell them that her name was Joan of Arc. I was in that army, yes I stayed a little while; I want to thank you, Joan of Arc, for treating me so well. And though I wear a uniform I was not born to fight; all these wounded boys you lie beside, goodnight, my friends, goodnight. I came upon a wedding that old families had contrived; Bethlehem the bridegroom, Babylon the bride. Great Babylon was naked, oh she stood there trembling for me, and Bethlehem inflamed us both like the shy one at some orgy. And when we fell together all our flesh was like a veil that I had to draw aside to see the serpent eat its tail. Some women wait for Jesus, and some women wait for Cain so I hang upon my altar and I hoist my axe again. And I take the one who finds me back to where it all began when Jesus was the honeymoon and Cain was just the man. And we read from pleasant Bibles that are bound in blood and skin that the wilderness is gathering all its children back again. The rain falls down on last year's man, an hour has gone by and he has not moved his hand. But everything will happen if he only gives the word; the lovers will rise up and the mountains touch the ground. But the skylight is like skin for a drum I'll never mend and all the rain falls down amen on the works of last year's man.
Me gusta mucho escuchar al Sr Leonardo Cohen Y también me gustaría prácticar yoga por UA-cam Quiero saber si este comentario ayuda a contestar Mi pregunta
[Verse 1] The rain falls down on last year's man That's a Jew's harp on the table, that's a crayon in his hand And the corners of the blueprint are ruined since they rolled Far past the stems of thumbtacks that still throw shadows on the wood And the skylight is like skin for a drum I'll never mend And all the rain falls down amen on the works of last year's man [Verse 2] I met a lady, she was playing with her soldiers in the dark Oh, one by one she had to tell them that her name was Joan of Arc I was in that army, yes I stayed a little while I want to thank you, Joan of Arc, for treating me so well And though I wear a uniform, I was not born to fight All these wounded boys you lie beside, goodnight, my friends, goodnight [Verse 3] I came upon a wedding that old families had contrived Bethlehem the bridegroom, Babylon the bride Great Babylon was naked, oh she stood there trembling for me And Bethlehem inflamed us both like the shy one at some orgy And when we fell together all our flesh was like a veil That I had to draw aside to see the serpent eat its tail [Verse 4] Some women wait for Jesus, and some women wait for Cain So I hang upon my altar and I hoist my axe again And I take the one who finds me back to where it all began When Jesus was the honeymoon and Cain was just the man And we read from pleasant Bibles that are bound in blood and skin That the wilderness is gathering all its children back again [Verse 5] The rain falls down on last year's man An hour has gone by and he has not moved his hand But everything will happen if he only gives the word The lovers will rise up and the mountains touch the ground But the skylight is like skin for a drum I'll never mend And all the rain falls down, amen, on the works of last year's man
Please carry no guilt please sleep well I would never want to hurt you I am at peace with my own desires your spectre is within me every day your spectre is tender I wish I spoke to the real you so that I could give you my tenderness
Beyinler bari dinlensin rahatlatıcı şarkılarla sürekli güzellik düşünüldugunden dusunuldukleri içinde kimsede akıl da beyinde kalmıyor matematik çok güzelsin diyorlar kendilerindedir ayna denen bir şeyler ❤️ varsa baktıkları zaman goreceklerdir gördükleri güzelliğin karşısında benmiyim sorusunu sormak zorunda kalacaklardır sonuç bu benmişim diyeceklerdir çok güzel olduklarından
Birileri hariç kadınlar darma dağınık kadınların derli toplu olması diye düşünülüyor güzellik hariçtir kadın denildiğinde karşılığı çok özel anlamıdır birilerine göredir herkesi bağlamaz
I think it's about choosing to destroy nature or go with nature. Progress isn't always positive, there's always a tension and battle between making ourselves - as a species - more comfortable and losing something naturally spiritual about ourselves. It's about the individual as an individual and about the individual in a society or in an army, where a well-meaning single soul can somehow become part of a deadly machine.
Saçlarmi çok güzelsin 🌹 uzuluyorlar tutukluyum çünkü çok güzelsin 🌹 kusuver hemen Facebook'a kaydol zormuki çok güzelsin kussunlerde daha fazla güzelsin ❤ arnavutlari biktirdin ❤ güzellik çok güzelsin kusuverde çok güzelsin desinler rahat rahat yazabilsinler çok güzelsin küsmek Yok garı çok güzelsin diyorlar
This was written a long time ago, I'd like to see critics write a song & try to guess what society will be thinking & how it will be dissected by moral sensibilities with the unknown perceptions of future generations.
@@amp279 Poetry will always stand the test of time. It reflects the writers perception of society not necessarily his own feelings or perceptions. His life did not reflect any disrespect of women despite the fact that his entire life savings was stolen by one. He was the last of his kind. There is no one that can take his place. When Bob Dylan goes an entire musical chapter will be closed never to return.
I play this song every New Year’s Day, it reminds me that whatever I did last year, good or bad is already in the past. That was then and there is only the now.
Love Leonard, I’m so glad that I got to see him live in concert, his voice/understanding of the human condition will live on.
Only the now. What are you even talking about. Acting smart doesn't make you smart.
@@goldismoney5899 lol who are you? And why should I care?
@@goldismoney5899
It’s New Year’s Day, and I’m still listening to this song.
F##k you.
👍
This man has been severely underestimated throughout his career and should have had better recognition, his music,lyrics and voice are unparalleled in today's world, nobody even comes close.
Amen.
He counted on those who did!
Therefore, he has been clearly nourishing and fairly understood
Underestimated? He’s been critically acclaimed, even in later years when comparable artists from his era were long forgotten
He was one of the canadian literary heavyweight way before he started a music career.
Seriously underestimated??,not by me 😀
No other artist can bring tears to my eyes like Mr Cohen
Yes! Whenever I need a release, I listen. And that is often, lol.
Sinead O´Connor?
I love the reference to Joan of Arc. I don’t know why but I find Leonard Cohen’s tenderness and intimacy are deeply moving. He sings like he was there in the army of Joan of Arc. A true poet transcends time. Sometimes the longing reaches across centuries.
What a great artist
@@StephanVandenboer What a great woman.
how's it smellin in browntown?
Imagine the mind that could write poetry like this. I try but I will never get close to anything like this. A very special person he was with unimaginable thought processes. I have been a fan since the first word he ever penned. RIP sir you are one with the universe that created you now.
I also have a god. My blue prints are melted.
@@bears4scares So are the one's for Ted Bundy and it just as well. I wonder who his god was?
don't frown because you just discovered Cohen, smile because you did
Do you feel smart now?
This simply never ages
Cohen writings leave me speechless
Longing for something or someone
The last of the true minstrels of all time. A iconic GENTLEMAN and one of the best poets and songwriters in history.
A millenia from now, someone, somewhere will be slow dancing to the end of Love in a burning room at closing time
Best Song Writer In History .
So you know all the songwriter's in history? Grow up,
@@goldismoney5899 It was just an expression , not literal . Best wishes .
@@goldismoney5899i know thousands and a musician myself none come close to cohen. You sound like a child
For me one of the 10 best ever albuns
Absolutely!! Wore out 2 copies playing this as a 14 year old.
True
He'll never be last years man that's for sure. Pure poetry and emotion, this is one of my favourites!
I agree with Leonard, I love the children's harmonies at the end of this track.
I sang this 100 Times , to get my childs into sleep.❤ best song 4 this
An incredible influence....Godflesh named an album in his his honor...one of, if not, the best song writer/poets of all time
Beautiful still, after all these years. Perfect. Thank you.
Like him Come to this earth once every thousand years
I believe
Thanks for the lyrics❣️👌 The couplet of Joan ‘d Arc is a hommage to all soldiers who are just like canonballs. Beautiful song!
You mean cannon fodder?
Cohen wrote of "Last Year's Man", "I don't know why but I like this song. I used to play it on a Mexican twelve-string until I destroyed the instrument by jumping on it in a fit of impotent fury in 1967. The song had too many verses and it took about five years to sort out the right ones
It would be interesting to hear more of those verses
Leonard! In a temper ??,I can’t believe that, he always seems relaxed and mellow 😃
@@nickbaldwin1668There are some stories of him struggling with fits of temper. “Hallelujah” had him left wearing only his underpants banging his head on the floor of his room at the Chelsea Hotel.
Thanks for the music
Give me a leonard cohen aftworld, so a can sigh etternaly
He is lamenting 😊❤our lost humanity
😮❤🎉Their is poetry in us all😊
Este disco me acompaña desde chaval....hace la ostia de años.....pero suenan las mismas emociones.....mis respetos al Sr. Cohen...
Last Year's Man is a complex song that touches on many taboo's religion, love, war, death redemption and rebirth! It's tune is melodic with visual lyrics and dark it's my favorite Leonard Cohen Song! But this whole album is Great!
God bless LC...
I love these deep harmony I feel each time, when I do hear LC.
I love these deep melaconic I feel each time, when I do hear LC.
All this years since I was 10yo when I heared LC first time.
J ' aime toute la musique de Cohen.Ses létres, sa voix brisée c ' est vraiment émouvante. ♥️
È sempre emozionante ascoltarlo
Be still my heart😮
Majestic. I never tire listening to his music.
We loveYou!
You're my savior ❤️
I💘u
The rain falls down on last year's man,
That's a Jew's harp on the table,
That's a crayon in his hand.
And the corners of the blueprint are ruined since they rolled
Far past the stems of thumbtacks
That still throw shadows on the wood.
And the skylight is like skin for a drum I'll never mend
And all the rain falls down amen
On the works of last year's man.
I met a lady, she was playing with her soldiers in the dark
Oh one by one she had to tell them
That her name was Joan of Arc.
I was in that army, yes I stayed a little while;
I want to thank you, Joan of Arc,
For treating me so well.
And though I wear a uniform I was not born to fight;
All these wounded boys you lie beside,
Goodnight, my friends, goodnight.
I came upon a wedding that old families had contrived;
Bethlehem the bridegroom,
Babylon the bride.
Great Babylon was naked, oh she stood there trembling for me,
And Bethlehem inflamed us both
Like the shy one at some orgy.
And when we fell together all our flesh was like a veil
That I had to draw aside to see
The serpent eat its tail.
Some women wait for Jesus, and some women wait for Cain
So I hang upon my altar
And I hoist my axe again.
And I take the one who finds me back to where it all began
When Jesus was the honeymoon
And Cain was just the man.
And we read from pleasant Bibles that are bound in blood and skin
That the wilderness is gathering
All its children back again.
The rain falls down on last year's man,
An hour has gone by
And he has not moved his hand.
But everything will happen if he only gives the word;
The lovers will rise up
And the mountains touch the ground.
But the skylight is like skin for a drum I'll never mend
And all the rain falls down amen
On the works of last year's man.
Mooi geperformed maar.ern merkwaardig intrigrrende tekst
thanks you!
The voice 👌♥️♥️🇫🇷🗼🗼
Yeah❤😅 a profound poet
روحت شاد مردthe world miss you man
Wow
Tatilcilere iyi eğlenceler
Olmesinlerde güzellik var çok güzelsin
Some women wait for Jesus, and some women wait for Cain.
I just love the children ,wait for the children
"You are all dead. I will own music and I will not be Mephistopheles and that you will know about me."
,dan' (never the best but always better)
Whose quote is this?
The rain falls down on last year's man,
that's a jew's harp on the table,
that's a crayon in his hand.
And the corners of the blueprint are ruined since they rolled
far past the stems of thumbtacks
that still throw shadows on the wood.
And the skylight is like skin for a drum I'll never mend
and all the rain falls down amen
on the works of last year's man.
I met a lady, she was playing with her soldiers in the dark
oh one by one she had to tell them
that her name was Joan of Arc.
I was in that army, yes I stayed a little while;
I want to thank you, Joan of Arc,
for treating me so well.
And though I wear a uniform I was not born to fight;
all these wounded boys you lie beside,
goodnight, my friends, goodnight.
I came upon a wedding that old families had contrived;
Bethlehem the bridegroom,
Babylon the bride.
Great Babylon was naked, oh she stood there trembling for me,
and Bethlehem inflamed us both
like the shy one at some orgy.
And when we fell together all our flesh was like a veil
that I had to draw aside to see
the serpent eat its tail.
Some women wait for Jesus, and some women wait for Cain
so I hang upon my altar
and I hoist my axe again.
And I take the one who finds me back to where it all began
when Jesus was the honeymoon
and Cain was just the man.
And we read from pleasant Bibles that are bound in blood and skin
that the wilderness is gathering
all its children back again.
The rain falls down on last year's man,
an hour has gone by
and he has not moved his hand.
But everything will happen if he only gives the word;
the lovers will rise up
and the mountains touch the ground.
But the skylight is like skin for a drum I'll never mend
and all the rain falls down amen
on the works of last year's man.
Cok güzelsinle baslanildigina gore çok güzelsin 🌹 uzuluyorlar tutukluyum teksin sensin dogrusudurda birilerininde ozelleridir
❤️💓 kalpten gönülden sendeyim 🌹
Me gusta mucho escuchar al Sr Leonardo Cohen
Y también me gustaría prácticar yoga por UA-cam
Quiero saber si este comentario ayuda a contestar
Mi pregunta
Saçları karıştırmasınlar zaten ❤ çok güzelsin diyorlar mafoluyorlar
Goodbye 2020.
[Verse 1]
The rain falls down on last year's man
That's a Jew's harp on the table, that's a crayon in his hand
And the corners of the blueprint are ruined since they rolled
Far past the stems of thumbtacks that still throw shadows on the wood
And the skylight is like skin for a drum I'll never mend
And all the rain falls down amen on the works of last year's man
[Verse 2]
I met a lady, she was playing with her soldiers in the dark
Oh, one by one she had to tell them that her name was Joan of Arc
I was in that army, yes I stayed a little while
I want to thank you, Joan of Arc, for treating me so well
And though I wear a uniform, I was not born to fight
All these wounded boys you lie beside, goodnight, my friends, goodnight
[Verse 3]
I came upon a wedding that old families had contrived
Bethlehem the bridegroom, Babylon the bride
Great Babylon was naked, oh she stood there trembling for me
And Bethlehem inflamed us both like the shy one at some orgy
And when we fell together all our flesh was like a veil
That I had to draw aside to see the serpent eat its tail
[Verse 4]
Some women wait for Jesus, and some women wait for Cain
So I hang upon my altar and I hoist my axe again
And I take the one who finds me back to where it all began
When Jesus was the honeymoon and Cain was just the man
And we read from pleasant Bibles that are bound in blood and skin
That the wilderness is gathering all its children back again
[Verse 5]
The rain falls down on last year's man
An hour has gone by and he has not moved his hand
But everything will happen if he only gives the word
The lovers will rise up and the mountains touch the ground
But the skylight is like skin for a drum I'll never mend
And all the rain falls down, amen, on the works of last year's man
The listening makes me want to take my guitar from the wall and play some tunes.
Herkesin özelleridir birileride hep ozenmitir balık rakı deniz kenarında olmasında olur böyle daha güzel rutin
Güzellik sendeler saçları yinemi çok güzelsin 🌹 seninlerdir
Scorpions teksin 🌹 başkalarıyla işim olmaz çok güzelsin diyorlar akıllarından hiç cikmiyorki
Please carry no guilt please sleep well I would never want to hurt you
I am at peace with my own desires your spectre is within me every day your spectre is tender
I wish I spoke to the real you so that I could give you my tenderness
Kurt😊
Güzelliğin yüzündendir yazamiyorlada çok güzelsini baride arnavut inatli güzelliği kusturmesinler
❤😊always the best Kurt cobain😊
Sabah şekeri ❤ sendeler ❤ zarif güzellik
Sürekli güzellik düşünülüyor çok tatlılar scorpions emindirler çok güzelsin diyorlar
👏👏⚘
Beyinler bari dinlensin rahatlatıcı şarkılarla sürekli güzellik düşünüldugunden dusunuldukleri içinde kimsede akıl da beyinde kalmıyor matematik çok güzelsin diyorlar kendilerindedir ayna denen bir şeyler ❤️ varsa baktıkları zaman goreceklerdir gördükleri güzelliğin karşısında benmiyim sorusunu sormak zorunda kalacaklardır sonuç bu benmişim diyeceklerdir çok güzel olduklarından
👌♥️👌
Birileri hariç kadınlar darma dağınık kadınların derli toplu olması diye düşünülüyor güzellik hariçtir kadın denildiğinde karşılığı çok özel anlamıdır birilerine göredir herkesi bağlamaz
Özür 👅 dilerim 🌹 biktirmislardir çok güzelsin ksulmesin
Birilerinin ❤ yuzunden kaynakligindan guzellikten çok ozur diliyorum senindirler bilmeyerekten yapilmis hatadir telofon sebepli ozur ❤ diliyorlar cok ❤ uzuluyorlar degismeyn tek sey çok güzelsin 🌹 hemde oyle boyle degil çok güzelsin
is this about his relationship?
I think it's about choosing to destroy nature or go with nature. Progress isn't always positive, there's always a tension and battle between making ourselves - as a species - more comfortable and losing something naturally spiritual about ourselves. It's about the individual as an individual and about the individual in a society or in an army, where a well-meaning single soul can somehow become part of a deadly machine.
last century's man
Telefon sıkıntı sabah şekeri ❤ güzellikteler zatenki çok güzelsin kusemezleeki haklarını doldurdularda çok güzelsin
Güzellikreler
Ölmezler demi güzelliği düşünürlerken
Neyse neydir birtane guzellik dusnuluyor gereksizler sayilmadiklarindan
Güzelligi düşünürken ölmezler demi
Fereksilere
My ex wife intodocued me to Leonard Cohen. Like a Bird on the Wire.
Saçlarmi çok güzelsin 🌹 uzuluyorlar tutukluyum çünkü çok güzelsin 🌹 kusuver hemen Facebook'a kaydol zormuki çok güzelsin kussunlerde daha fazla güzelsin ❤ arnavutlari biktirdin ❤ güzellik çok güzelsin kusuverde çok güzelsin desinler rahat rahat yazabilsinler çok güzelsin küsmek Yok garı çok güzelsin diyorlar
"I will respect you but the clock is ticking bob. Neil."
,dan' (looks at their pride wuthering)
Suçlu olmasalarda ozurdileyebiliyor
Gereksil
Ölçü tartı işleri bırakılsın dedilerki olsun
Is that Jack Nicholson?
I think it's Cohen but idk.
Here from 7second songs?
It's a young Cohen friend.
Yes, they were friends and he agreed to pose for the album cover, pretending to be Leonard.
Üç harfliler birileride kalsın zatende kalmış
Gerksilere uym
Boş ilerlle ilginelmektedir
FOOLS
Marianne V Joan of Arc.
Too dark. Disrespectful of women. A muse is something to be used not loved. Too dark. Some great songs though. rest in peace.
This was written a long time ago,
I'd like to see critics write a song & try to guess what society will be thinking
& how it will be dissected by moral sensibilities with the unknown perceptions of future generations.
@@amp279 Poetry will always stand the test of time. It reflects the writers perception of society not necessarily his own feelings or perceptions. His life did not reflect any disrespect of women despite the fact that his entire life savings was stolen by one. He was the last of his kind. There is no one that can take his place. When Bob Dylan goes an entire musical chapter will be closed never to return.
@@hendrikdebruin4012 Ben Howard...