I colori, benché possano essere percepiti attraverso il senso della vista, a mia sorpresa, vengono percepiti anche attraverso il senso dell' udito. Difatti, tantissimi cantautori hanno enucleato i testi delle loro canzoni a partire da una simbologia collegata ad un determinato colore.
Anche il colore terra di Siena trova un suo posto nella musica e addirittura in vari generi.
Uno di questi generi è la musica degli anni '60 che tende ad unire la musica folk e quella gospel. Questo genere è ben interpretato dal brano ' I don't Know ' composta dalla cantautrice statunitense Carole King
I don't know
I don't know if it's hot in Texas And I don't know if it's cold in Hell I don't know if God is watching I just know that I love you
People say "bad man's gonna getcha'' La gente dice " l' uomo cattivo è arrivato''
Trade my shoes for a simple soul Baratto le mie scarpe per un'anima semplice
Throw away your burnt sienna Buttate via la vostra terra di Siena bruciata
Cause I just know that I love you Solo perché io vi amo Sticks and stones get gone in a hurry Jack say "Jill, you never looked so fine" Dancing on Boardwalk, what me worry? As long as I know you're mine, all mine All mine, all mine You're mine [Chorus] I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know And if everybody had someone to care about What a world, what a world What a wonderful, wonderful world this would be I don't care who's in the World Series Or who does what in their own bedroom News is blues and it doesn't really matter I just know that, I just know that I love you [Chorus] I just know that I love you
Un altro genere musicale in cui troviamo il colore terra di siena è 'A bolt of blazing gold',
composta da un gruppo svedese di metal rock
A bolt of blazing goldA bolt of blazing gold,
Lifted from the horizon's edge Another radiant dawn sends new hope, Avowed my hearty pledge My yearning to be part Of nature's truthful solitude Of wisdom's inner light That shines in mystic multitude The guiding source within, So few of us will ever know And few will ever climb The great world-tree from which we've grown But those who seek will find The rhythm that vibrates high and far And rearrange the cosmic threads, The pattern of the Weave of Stars A bolt of blazing gold, A sunfire in zenith hurled Oh, wingless skydancer, Rejoiced upon the warmth unfurled What wonders do you hold ensnared With your mighty heart? What secrets may be mine To brother-share as we depart? Of richest emerald forged, My soul still rises, longingly From inferno's winding caverns, Through dark air soaring, restlessly If silence was enough! No words can grasp my starkest thoughts No language known to man Portrays my naked sentiment A bolt of blazing gold, Swallowed by the waveless sea The ocean-winds set sail, In breeze towards their destiny On solarbeams they rode,
White sea-gull-wings in harmony For a moment's startling glimpse A sienna-burnt tranquility
White sea-gull-wings in harmony For a moment's startling glimpse A sienna-burnt tranquility Oh father of the coloured sky, Unwear thy robe of shadowhood Let nature's soul once clash again 'Neath blooming glades of goldenwood We're the ones who seek To dance to fallen serenades The magic hymns of gold; As softly sung, the sunlight fades away Of richest emerald forged, My soul still rises, longingly From inferno's winding caverns, Through dark air soaring, restlessly If silence was enough! No words can grasp my starkest thoughts No language known to man Portrays my naked sentiment A world of silent stone, As frozen in the nightly sky In heaven's dark recesses laid, No living soul draws night For seconds all is still, No moonlight heaves throughout the dark Nor do the heavens breathe, No dryads wreathe within the dark Within my dark domain
Nonostante i due brani appartengano a generi diversi, essi danno alla terra di siena
un significato molto simile, ossia un elemento della natura