En los anales de la música y la literatura, pocos nombres resuenan con la intensidad y profundidad de Leonard Cohen. Con una carrera que abarcó más de cinco décadas, este polifacético artista dejó una huella imborrable en la cultura contemporánea. A lo largo de su vida, Cohen fue poeta, novelista, cantante y compositor, y en cada una de estas facetas brilló con una luz propia y singular.
Leonard Norman Cohen nació el 21 de septiembre de 1934 en Westmount, Quebec, una ciudad cerca de Montreal, Canadá. Descendiente de inmigrantes judíos de Polonia y Lituania, Leonard creció en un ambiente que valoraba tanto las tradiciones religiosas como las artísticas. Su padre falleció cuando él tenía apenas nueve años, una pérdida que marcaría profundamente su vida y obra.
Desde una temprana edad, Cohen mostró un interés particular por la literatura. Durante su adolescencia, se sumergió en las obras de poetas como Federico García Lorca y Walt Whitman, cuya influencia sería evidente en sus propias composiciones. Estudió en la Universidad McGill, donde comenzó a desarrollar su propia voz poética y publicó su primer libro de poemas, Let Us Compare Mythologies, en 1956.
Antes de conquistar el mundo de la música, Cohen ya era un poeta y novelista reconocido. En 1961, lanzó su segundo libro de poesía, The Spice-Box of Earth, que le proporcionó una reputación nacional como escritor. Le siguieron dos novelas: The Favourite Game (1963) y Beautiful Losers (1966). Esta última, con su
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Come over to the window, my little darling
I'd like to try to read your palm
I used to think I was some kind of Gypsy boy
Before I let you take me home
Now, so long, Marianne, it's time that we began
To laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again
Now, you know want to live with you
But, you make me forget so very much
I forget to pray to the angels
And the angels forget to pray for me
Now, so long, Marianne, it's time that we began
To laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again
We met when we were almost young
Deep in the green lilac park
You held on to me like I was a crucifix
As we went kneeling through the dark
Now, so long, Marianne, it's time that we began
To laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again
Well, your letters they all say you're beside me now
Then why do I feel so alone?
I'm standing on a ledge and your fine spider web
Is fastening my ankle to a stone
Now, so long, Marianne, it's time that we began
To laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again
And now I need your hidden love
I'm cold as a new razor blade
You left when I told you I was curious
I never told you I was brave
Now, so long, Marianne, it's time that we began
To laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again
Oh, you're really such a pretty one
I see you've gone and changed your hair again
And when I climbed that old mountainside
To wash my eyelids in the rain
Oh so long, Marianne, it's time that we began
To laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again
Oh tonight, I know I am gonna forget tonight
Your body is at home in every scene
I probably gave away your news to everyone
That you said was a secret to me
Now, so long, Marianne, it's time that we began
To laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again
Now, so long, Marianne, it's time that we began
To laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again