Otis Ray Redding was born in September 9, of 1941 and died the December 10, of 1967.
He was an American singer and his own songwriter. He sings two different kinds of music, and is considered one of the major figures in both of them: soul music and rhythm and blues (R&B).
He was born and raised in the state of Georgia. At 15, he left school to help his family by working and playing talent shows for money. In 1958, he joined a band called The Pinetoppers. And without planning it, he appeared on a recording of the group, he didn't know it, but that was going to take him into the next point of his career.
His marvelous voice was an influence to the other soul singers of the 60s. He first appeared in 1967 on the Monterey Pop Festival, and then he wrote and recorded "(Sittin' On) The Dock of the Bay", which became a number-one record for four weeks on the rolls of R&B and soul music.
This song, was written by Ottis Redding and Steve Cropper. They wrote it just three days before Otis death, when his plane crash outside Madison, Wisconsin.
This song is about a man that, once that he had nothing to live for, he decided to leave the house where he was raised and go to a bay in San Francisco. Every day he wasted his time there just sitting on the dock and watching the ships and the tide come and go away.
Sentado en el sol de la mañana, Estaré sentado cuando la tarde llegue
viendo los barcos llegar y luego los veo irse otra vez (yeah)
Estoy sentado en el muelle de la bahía, viendo la marea irse
(uuuh), solamente estoy sentado en el muelle de la bahía, perdiendo tiempo.
Abandoné mi casa en Georgia, me dirigí a la bahía de San Francisco
porque no tengo nada por lo que vivir y parece que nada va a venir como yo lo espero
así que voy a sentarme en el muelle de la bahía, viendo la marea irse
(uuuh), solamente estoy sentado en el muelle de la bahía perdiendo tiempo.
Mira como nada va a cambiar, todo sigue siendo lo mismo
no puedo hacer lo que diez personas me dijeron que hiciera
así que supongo que seguiré siendo el mismo, sí
Sentado aquí descansando mis huesos y esta soledad no me dejará solo
son dos mil millas por las que deambulé, sólo para hacer de este muelle mi hogar
ahora, sólo voy a sentarme en el muelle de la bahía, viendo la marea irse
(oooo-wee), sentado en el muelle de la bahía, perdiendo el tiempo.