LEONARD COHEN: HERE IT IS

Here It Is

Leonard Norman Cohen

Here it is
Here it is
Here it is
Here it is
Here is your crown
And your seal and rings;
And here is your love
For all things.

Here is your cart,
Your cardboard and piss;
And here is your love
For all of this.

May everyone live,
May everyone die.
Hello, my love,
And my love, Goodbye.

Here it is
Here it is

Here is your wine,
And your drunken fall;
And here is your love.
Your love for it all.

Here is your sickness.
Your bed and your pan;
And here is your love
For the woman, the man.

May everyone live,
And may everyone die.
Hello, my love,
And, my love, Goodbye.

Here it is
Here it is

And here is the night,
The night has begun;
And here is your death
In the heart of your son.

And here is the dawn,
(’til death do us part);
And here is your death,
In your daughter’s heart.

May everyone live,
And may everyone die.
Hello, my love,
And, my love, Goodbye.

And may everyone live,
May everyone die
Hello, my love,
And, my love, Goodbye.

Here it is
Here it is

And here you are hurried,
And here you are gone;
And here is the love,
It’s all built upon.

Here is your cross,
Your nails and your hill;
And here is the love,
That lists where it will

May everyone live,
And may everyone die.
Hello, my love,
And my love, Goodbye.

And may everyone live,
May everyone die
Hello, my love,
And, my love, Goodbye.

Here it is
Here it is
Here it is
Here it is
Here it is
Here it is

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“I intend to live forever.”
—Leonard Cohen
September 21, 1934  —  November 7, 2016