Ρομαντισμός, ρε μούτρα.

 

Λοβ kills.-   

 

Κάθε στιγμὴ ἡ σκέψη μου τρέχει κοντὰ σὲ σένα·
τὸ ξέρω πιὰ χωρὶς ἐσὲ πὼς δὲν μπορῶ νὰ ζήσω.
Τὰ βάσανα κι οἱ στεναγμοὶ σταματημὸ δὲν ἔχουν,
τρεῖς μέρες ἔχω νὰ σὲ δῶ, τρεῖς μέρες ὑποφέρω.
Ὅπως καὶ νά ῾ρθει ἡ τύχη μας, ὅ,τι κι ἂν ποῦνε, φῶς μου,
σ᾿ αὐτὴν τὴν ἄδικη ζωὴ ἐγὼ θὰ σὲ λατρεύω.

(καντάδα)

σχόλιο ακροατή:
κάτι γίνεται στις τρεις μέρες. όχι πιο λίγες, ούτε πιο πολλές. την τρίτη μέρα κατά το σούρουπο είναι που δεν αντέχεις.

 

 
René Magritte, Le rêve de l’androgyne.

 

Rawμαντισμος  

 

Romaντισμός...ή αλλιώς μάθανε ότι γαμιόμαστε και πλάκωσαν κι οι γύφτοι...(ζητώ συγνώμη από την φυλή των Roma, δεν είμαι ρατσίστρια, απλά η λαϊκή σοφία το έθεσε τοιουτοτρόπως...)
Άκυρο, έγκυρο δεν ξέρω, πολλά φτηνά romaντζα τελευταία, μήπως να αποφασίσουμε όντως ότι η ωμότητα είναι πιο έντιμη από τον "δήθεν" ρομαντισμό;
Εγώ πάντως προς αυτήν την άποψη ρέπω...

 

E lucevan le stelle,
ed olezzava la terra
stridea l’uscio dell’orto
ed un passo sfiorava l’arena.
Entrava ella fragrante,
mi cadea tra le braccia.

O dolci baci, o languide carezze,
mentr’io fremente le belle forme disciogliea dai veli!
Svanì per sempre il sogno mio d’amore.
L’ora è fuggita, e muoio disperato!
E non ho amato mai tanto la vita!

 

 

Spoiler: The burning of two

WELL WE CAUGHT OUT WE WERE TOO SLOW WE DIDN'T SEE THE TROUBLE COMING HEADING THIS WAY STRAIGHT FOR US ALL THE TERRIBLE THINGS YOU SAID WERE TRUE I'M NOT SORRY I SAID SORRY I'M NOT SORRY BUT I WILL SAY IT AGAIN WE WERE CAUGHT OUT WE WERE TOO SLOW THEY WERE ANGRY SO THIS IS WHAT THEY DID THEY BROUGHT LADDERS THEY BROUGHT PETROL THIRTY PEOPLE MARCHED UP THE HILL TO OUR HOME THEY CLIMBED LADDERS THEY POURED PETROL THEY TORE THE ROOF UP AND SET THE PLACE ALIGHT THEY NAILED THE DOORS SHUT THEY BLOCKED THE WINDOWS THEY GOT WOOD FROM THE FENCE I BUILT LAST YEAR D.I.Y. DONE TOOLS PACKED AWAY THEY STOOD AROUND CHUCKING STONES AT OUR HOUSE AND THEN THE NEIGHBOURS GATHERED OUTSIDE WE COULD HEAR THEM LAUGHING AT THE FLAMES AT THE THICK SMOKE AT THE BLACK AIR I PULLED YOU CLOSER AND I SAID WE'LL BE OK JUST DON'T COUGH AND DON'T CRY CAUSE THEN THEY'LL HEAR YOU AND THEY'LL KNOW WE'RE STILL ALIVE IF WE'RE QUIET IF WE KEEP STILL WHEN IT'S DONE THEN WE CAN FLY AWAY WELL WHEN WE CAME HERE THERE WERE QUESTIONS WE GAVE ANSWERS THE WRONG ONES EVERY TIME BUT WHEN THEY ASK YOU DID YOU KNOW ME YOU BETTER TELL THEM I KNOW NOT WHO YOU MEAN I CAN'T SEE YOU ARE YOU STILL THERE I CAN'T FIND MY HANDS TO REACH FOR YOU I CAN'T HEAR YOU CAN YOU HEAR ME MY LOVE IT'S GONE BUT WE WERE NOT TO BLAME NOT OUR FAULT WHAT HAPPENED WE WERE WARNED BUT DID WE LISTEN NO WE WERE CAUGHT OUT WE WERE TOO SLOW THESE THINGS FALL APART WITHOUT OUR HELP TAKE STRONG WINGS AND USE THEM WELL GROW GOOD FROM HOPELESS DUST AND DIRT MY BRAVE ONE TAKE THE PAIN AWAY TAKE THE PAIN AWAY AND THROW IT TO THE FLAMES

 

"Ti ricordi una volta
Si sentiva soltanto il rumore del fiume la sera
Ti ricordi lo spazio
I chilometri interi
Automobili poche allora
Le canzoni alla radio
Le partite allo stadio
Sulle spalle di mio padre
La fontana cantava
E quell'aria era chiara
Dimmi che era così
C'era pure la giostra
Sotto casa nostra e la musica che suonava
Io bambina sognavo
Un vestito da sera con tremila sottane
Tu la donna che già lo portava
C'era sempre un gran sole
E la notte era bella com'eri tu
E c'era pure la luna molto meglio di adesso
Molto più di così
Com'è com'è com'è
Che c'era posto pure per le favole
E un vetro che riluccica
Sembrava l'America
E chi l'ha vista mai
E zitta e zitta poi
La nevicata del '56
Roma era tutta candida
Tutta pulita e lucida
Tu mi dici di sì l'hai più vista così
Che tempi quelli
Roma era tutta candida
Tutta pulita e lucida
Tu mi dici di sì l'hai più vista così
Che tempi quelli."