One of Us Cannot Be Wrong
Leonard Cohen Lyrics


I lit a thin green candle to make you jealous of me,
But the room just filled up with mosquitoes, they heard that my body was free
Then I took the dust of a long sleepless night and I put it in your little shoe
And then I confess that I tortured the dress that you wore for the world to look through

I showed my heart to the doctor. He said I'd just have to quit
Then he wrote himself a prescription, your name was mentioned in it
Then he locked himself in a library shelf with the details of our honeymoon
And I hear from the nurse that he's gotten much worse and his practice is all in a ruin
I heard of a saint who had loved you, I studied all night in his school
He taught that the duty of lovers is to tarnish the golden rule
And just when I was sure that his teachings were pure he drowned himself in the pool
His body is gone but back here on the lawn his spirit continues to drool

An Eskimo showed me a movie he'd recently taken of you
The poor man could hardly stop shivering, his lips and his fingers were blue
I suppose that he froze when the wind tore off your clothes
And I guess he just never got warm, but you stand there so nice in your blizzard of ice
Oh please let me come into the storm

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Written by: LEONARD COHEN

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itamar marle

lyrics:

I lit a thin green candle to make you jealous of me,
But the room just filled up with mosquitoes, they heard that my body was free
Then I took the dust of a long sleepless night and I put it in your little shoe
And then I confess that I tortured the dress that you wore for the world to look through

I showed my heart to the doctor. He said I'd just have to quit
Then he wrote himself a prescription, your name was mentioned in it
Then he locked himself in a library shelf with the details of our honeymoon
And I hear from the nurse that he's gotten much worse and his practice is all in a ruin

I heard of a saint who had loved you, I studied all night in his school
He taught that the duty of lovers is to tarnish the golden rule
And just when I was sure that his teachings were pure he drowned himself in the pool
His body is gone but back here on the lawn his spirit continues to drool

An Eskimo showed me a movie he'd recently taken of you
The poor man could hardly stop shivering, his lips and his fingers were blue
I suppose that he froze when the wind tore off your clothes
And I guess he just never got warm, but you stand there so nice in your blizzard of ice
Oh please let me come into the storm



Sergej Lovrekovic

forever engraved, i know the lyrics are posted but!
a subtle heartbreak, those painful voices at the end that fade out and come back, like haunting ghosts of winter (i always imagined it was the voices of eskimo man horrified by the cold), and the scenery! the eskimo man, the saint who drowned himself in the pool and what he thought was the duty of lovers (to tarnish the golden rule, did he died by not obeying the duty or did he die because he did - tarnish the golden rule, what is the golden rule!?), the doctor who gives him a prescription with her name - it's full of lust for love but both the (and i don't mean to get pretentious here) eternal suffering and heartache of people, it hurts how beautiful it is but also makes me shiver with whole new specter of emotions where i'm just so glad to be alive, and all the banality is gone and even though the hurt is still there, since of course i have my projections on these words and music, leonard's wise, ancient, heartbroken and gentle voice, my past and present lovers and ruined relationships, it's still a hurt and sadness that makes me recognize the joyful, beautiful sides of love and life that you can treasure and hold close to your heart. it's amazing when you feel a surge of empathy through a song full of pain and hurt! he really was in love with nico i see! well, i feel it!
I lit a thin green candle to make you jealous of me
But the room just filled up with mosquitos
They heard that my body was free
Then I took the dust of a long sleepless night
And I put it in your little shoe
And then I confess that I tortured the dress
That you wore for the world to look through
I showed my heart to the doctor: he said I just have to quit
Then he wrote himself a perscription
And your name was mentioned in it!
Then he locked himself in a library shelf
With the details of our honeymoon
And I hear from the nurse that he's gotten much worse
And his practice is all in a ruin
I heard of a saint who had loved you
So I studied all night in his school
He taught that the duty of lovers
Is to tarnish the golden rule
And just when I was sure that his teachings were pure
He drowned himself in the pool
His body is gone but back here on the lawn
His spirit continues to drool
An Eskimo showed me a movie
He'd recently taken of you
The poor man could hardly stop shivering
His lips and his fingers were blue
I suppose that he froze when the wind took your clothes
And I guess he just never got warm
But you stand there so nice, in your blizzard of ice
Oh please let me come into the storm



Joe Mac Pherson

THIS SONG: Many of you wonder about its meaning, the lyrics, who it is for and the way it ends, in anguish. The answer to all of these questions is one very particular, challenging, intellectual, darkly poetic and at the time, ravishingly beautiful woman: NICO. Leonard Cohen was absolutely entranced by her, in awe of everything about her including her very distant aloofness, prolonged silences, her statuesque beauty, the depths of her voice. SHE, however, wanted no ideas or ideals of romance with him. Her taste in men was rather definite- she preferred men with an Edge to their personas. Men like Alain Delon, the French Cinema Star. He didn't marry her, but he's the father to her only child, Christian Aaron "Ari" Boulogne. There's Bob Dylan; and Brian Jones, who was quite involved with her and helped her get her first record contract. He played lead guitar on her 1965 debut single I'm Not Sayin. There's Jimmy Page, who cowrote, along with Andrew Loog Oldham, that record's B-Side- The Last Mile- and Page also produced the track, arranged and conducted the music- and got additional extra guitar notes courtesy of Mr. Jones. It was Brian Jones who first brought Nico to Andy Warhol's Factory in Union Square, and Warhol saw her as a Force Majeure. It was Warhol who decided, Nico should work with his Factory band, The Velvet Underground. Warhol put her in his films, struck by her otherwoldly presence and stunning beauty.
In 1967, Brian Jones and Nico drifted through the crowds during the Monterrey International Pop Music Festival.
There's Lou Reed, who wrote Femme Fatale, All Tomorrow's Parties, and I'll Be Your Mirror, for her. There's Jim Morrison- in more ways than you can imagine or maybe you can; Jackson Brown, who wrote These Days for her, John Cale, who evidently appreciated her tenure with The Velvet Underground so much, he went on to arrange and play diverse instruments for her 1968 album, The Marble Index. There's James Osterberg, better known as Iggy Pop, who is prominently featured in Nico's music film Evening Of Light- which is the final track on The Marble Index.
In 1970, John Cale produced, arranged and played diverse instruments for her third release, Desert Shore. The last track on side 1, Le Petit Chevalier, is sung by Nico's son, Ari. In 1974, Cale produced, arranged and played almost every instrument, while collaborating with Phil Manzanera of Roxy Music, also Brian Eno, for Nico's album The End. On side 1, track 3, You Forget To Answer is Nico's ode to Jim Morrison. On side 2, track 2, The End, is her version of The Doors song.
In 1978, Siouxsie & The Banshees were strong supporters of Nico, asking her to open for them on tour. The equally dark Goth band, Bauhaus, also admired Nico, and Yes, she performed live with them on stage.
Patti Smith was a great admirer of Nico. When Nico's harmonium was stolen in Paris, Patti Smith bought it back from a Parisian shop, and presented it to her. With emotional gratitude, Nico offered to repay her, but Smith politely refused, telling her it's a gift- which reduced Nico to tears.
In 1982, Nico collaborated with The Invisible Girls, a trio featuring Martin Hannett- producer for Joy Division, New Order, The Names, and Orchestral Manoeuvres In The Dark; Paul Burgess of The Icicle Works; and Steve Hopkins, who worked with the Punk poet, John Cooper Clarke, and Morrissey. Together, Hannett, Hopkins and Burgess performed all instrumentation for Nico's glacial record, Procession. The stark, rather frightful cover gives Nico top billing, with The Invisible Girls in deliberately, almost invisible lettering at the bottom of the record.
Later, Nico and John Cooper Clarke were living together, but not as lovers. Two moody, intense individuals with mutual interests, including heroin. In 1984, John Cooper Clarke and Nico toured together.
AND, there's David Bowie- who wrote Heroes, for HER. I know that detail personally because I met Nico in 1979, and we conversed for almost an hour. I was 24 at the time, completely struck by her imperious majesty. As our conversation came to a close, she took my black Sharpie and signed the covers of Chelsea Girl and Desert Shore, for me.
In 1985, John Cale produced Nico's final studio album, Camera Obscura.
PLUS, there's Marc Almond, formerly of the English early Eighties duo, Soft Cell. As a solo artist, he wrote a song for her and ask her to sing on it: Your Kisses Burn, from his fourth album The Stars We Are, released in 1988. Her presence, her voice in this song is like frozen ice palisades of Antarctica. Your Kisses Burn was Nico's last recorded studio performance. I met Marc Almond in 1988, along with his manager, and heard all the details about the song, and Nico as its inspiration.
In 2002, Marianne Faithfull, someone else I was fortunate enough to meet in the 1990's, released her 16th album, Kissin Time. Track 6 on the album is Song For Nico, cowritten by Dave Stewart, musician, songwriter, producer and one half of Eurythmics. Stewart performs on this track. He and Marianne Faithfull are steadfast admirers of Nico.
But Nico never, ever held any interest in Leonard Cohen. Not even in the early days of her singing career, in 1962, when she sang at The Blue Angel in New York City's Greenwich Village. A young Leonard Cohen was there to see her perform, in addition to a young, promising folk singer named Bob Dylan. They were equally enchanted by her, but Nico definitely showed no romantic or primal, sexual desires for Leonard. Years later, he composed One Of Us Cannot Be Wrong. This is his song for Nico, The Eternal Queen of Goth, Love Unobtainable, and Music Of The Night.



Hanen Hdhili

I lit a thin green candle
To make you jealous of me
But the room just filled up with mosquitoes
They heard that my body was free

Then I took the dust of a long sleepless night
And I put it in your little shoe
And then I confess that I tortured the dress
That you wore for the world to look through

I showed my heart to the doctor
He said I'd just have to quit
Then he wrote himself a prescription
And your name was mentioned in it

Then he locked himself in a library shelf
With the details of our honeymoon
And I hear from the nurse that he's gotten much worse
And his practice is all in a ruin

I heard of a saint who had loved you
So I studied all night in his school
He taught that the duty of lovers
Is to tarnish the golden rule

And just when I was sure that his teachings were pure
He drowned himself in the pool
His body is gone but back here on the lawn
His spirit continues to drool

An Eskimo showed me a movie
He'd recently taken of you
The poor man could hardly stop shivering
His lips and his fingers were blue

I suppose that he froze when the wind took your clothes
And I guess he just never got warm
But you stand there so nice in your blizzard of ice
Oh please, let me come into the storm



All comments from YouTube:

KingMinosxxvi

This may be the single most beautiful song ever written.

richard newton

So many levels...wraps my mind...simply awesome

Jamie

"oh please let me come into the storm"

Chris Blankley

The Eskimo verse is particularly mind blowing

Chris Blankley

It shouldn’t be but it is...somehow it is 😭

Mursalin Mosaddeque

Amen.

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itamar marle

lyrics:

I lit a thin green candle to make you jealous of me,
But the room just filled up with mosquitoes, they heard that my body was free
Then I took the dust of a long sleepless night and I put it in your little shoe
And then I confess that I tortured the dress that you wore for the world to look through

I showed my heart to the doctor. He said I'd just have to quit
Then he wrote himself a prescription, your name was mentioned in it
Then he locked himself in a library shelf with the details of our honeymoon
And I hear from the nurse that he's gotten much worse and his practice is all in a ruin

I heard of a saint who had loved you, I studied all night in his school
He taught that the duty of lovers is to tarnish the golden rule
And just when I was sure that his teachings were pure he drowned himself in the pool
His body is gone but back here on the lawn his spirit continues to drool

An Eskimo showed me a movie he'd recently taken of you
The poor man could hardly stop shivering, his lips and his fingers were blue
I suppose that he froze when the wind tore off your clothes
And I guess he just never got warm, but you stand there so nice in your blizzard of ice
Oh please let me come into the storm

Dan

yup

Maayke Langelaar

It was in 1967 when I heard this song and I was hooked immediately. Thank you dear Leonard for all those beautiful words all through the years

Sakiib Sarkar

How old are you?

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