(19.02.2018)

Ich fühle, ich könnte viel Bedeutenderes, Leidenschaftlicheres, Wirkungsvolleres leisten. Aber was? Was gibt es bedeutungsvolleres zu sagen? Und wie kann man bei unseren herkömmlichen Themen Leidenschaft entwickeln? Worte können Röntgenstrahlen gleichen, wenn man sie richtig anwendet, können alles durchdringen.

 

(Aus Schöne neue Welt von Aldous Huxley.)

I carry your heart with me (24.01.2018)

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
                                                      i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

 

(E. E. Cummings.)

(15.01.2018)

The first time ever she saw him
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
He passed on worried and warning
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
Lost in a riddle that Saturday night
Far away on the other side
He was caught in the middle of a desperate fight
And she couldn’t find how to push through

 

The trees that whisper in the evening
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
Sing a song of sorrow and grieving
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
All she saw was a silhouette of a gun
Far away on the other side
He was shot six times by a man on the run
And she couldn’t find how to push through

 

I stay, I pray
See you in heaven far away
I stay, I pray
See you in heaven one day

 

Four a.m. in the morning
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
I watched your vision forming
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
Stars roll slowly in a silvery night
Far away on the other side
Will you come to terms with me this night
But she couldn’t find how to push through

 

I stay, I pray
See you in heaven far away
I stay, I pray
See you in heaven one day

 

Far away on the other side
Caught in the middle of a hundred and five
The night was heavy and the air was alive
But she couldn’t find how to push through
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
Far away on the other side
But she couldn’t find how to push through

 

(Mike Oldfield – Moonlight Shadow.)