Celebration Of The Lizard: Los poemas que inmortalizaron a Jim Morrison

‘Celebration of The Lizard King’, es una serie de poemas, escritos por el líder y vocalista de The Doors: Jim Morrison. Se incluyen partes musicalizadas, versos hablados, y algunas narraciones con un significado muy personal para Jim.

Considerados por Morrison como “una invitación a las fuerzas oscuras”, estos poemas la mejor poesía y música realizada por Morrison y The Doors. 

‘No debemos olvidar que el lagarto y la serpiente se identifican con el inconsciente y las fuerzas del mal. Hay algo muy profundo en la mente humana que responde con mucha fuerza ante las serpientes. Creo que las serpientes representan todo lo que más tenemos’.

Los poemas incluidos son en Celebration of The Lizard King:

  • Lions In The Street
  • Wake Up!
  • A Little Game
  • The Hill Dwellers
  • Not To Touch the Earth
  • Names Of The Kingdom
  • The Palace Of Exile

Lions In The Street:

Lions in the street and roaming
Dogs in heat, rabid, foaming
A beast caged in the heart of a city
The body of his mother
Rotting in the summer ground.
He fled the town.

He went down South and crossed the border
Left the chaos and disorder
Back there over his shoulder.

One morning he awoke in a green hotel
With a strange creature groaning beside him.
Sweat oozed from its shiny skin.

Is everybody in?
The ceremony is about to begin.

Wake Up!

Wake up!
You can’t remember where it was.
Had this dream stopped?

The snake was pale gold
Glazed & shrunken.
We were afraid to touch it.
The sheets were hot dead prisons.

And she was beside me.
Old she is not… young
Her dark red hair.
Her white soft skin.

Now, run to the mirror in the bathroom,
She is coming in here.
I can’t live thru each slow century of her moving.
I let my cheek slide down
The cool smooth tile
Feel the good cold stinging blood
The smooth hissing snakes of rain…

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A Little Game

Once I had a little game
I liked to crawl back into my brain
I think you know the game I mean
I mean the game called ‘go insane’

Now you should try this little game
Just close your eyes forget your name
Forget the world, forget the people
And we’ll erect a different steeple.

This little game is fun to do.
Just close your eyes, no way to lose.
And I’m right there, I’m going too.
Release control, we’re breaking through.

The Hill Dwellers

Way back deep into the brain
Way back pass around my pain.
Back where there’s never any rain .
And the rain falls gently on the town
and on the heads of allÝ of us
And in the labyrinth of streams
Beneath, the quiet unearthly presence of
Nervous hill dwellers in the gentle hills around,
Reptiles abounding
Fossils, caves, cool air heights.

Each house repeats a mold
Windows rolled
Beast car locked in against morning.
All now sleeping
Rugs silent, mirrors vacant,
Dust blind under the beds of lawful couples
Wound in sheets.
And daughters, smug
With semen eyes in their nipples

There’s been a slaughter here.

(Don’t stop to speak or look around
Your gloves & fan are on the ground
We’re getting out of town
We’re going on the run
And you’re the one I want to come).

Not To Touch the Earth

Not to touch the earth
Not to see the sun
Nothing left to do, but
Run, run, run
Let’s run

House upon the hill
Moon is lying still
Shadows of the trees
Witnessing the wild breeze
C’mon baby run with me
Let’s run

Run with me
Run with me
Run with me
Let’s run

The mansion is warm, at the top of the hill
Rich are the rooms and the comforts there
Red are the arms of luxuriant chairs
And you won’t know a thing till you get inside

Dead presidents corpse in the driver’s car
The engine runs on glue and tar
C’mon along, we’re not going very far
To the East to meet the Czar.

Run with me
Run with me
Run with me
Let’s run

Some outlaws lived by the side of a lake
The minister’s daughter’s in love with the snake
Who lives in a well by the side of the road
Wake up, girl! We’re almost home

Sun, sun, sun
Burn, burn, burn
Soon, soon, soon
Moon, moon, moon,
I will get you

I’m the Lizard King
I can do anything.

Names Of The Kingdom

We came down
The rivers & highways
We came down from
Forests & falls

We came down from
Carson & Springfield
We came down from
Phoenix enthralled
& I can tell you
The names of the Kingdom
I can tell you
The things that you know
Listening for a fistful of silence
Climbing valleys into the shade.

The Palace Of Exile

For seven years I dwelt
In the loose palace of exile,
Playing strange games
With the girls of the island.

Now I have come again
To the land of the fair, & the strong, & the wise.

Brothers & sisters of the pale forest
O children of Night
Who among you will run with the hunt?

Now Night arrives with her purple legion.
Retire now to your tents & to your dreams.
Tomorrow we enter the town of my birth.
I want to be ready.’

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