- Η νοσταλγία και ο αυλός.... - .-= Η ΨΥΧΗ =-.

συνομιλω με το παρελθον
στο παθος της νυχτας
μα δεν θυμαμαι γιατι

καλω τις μελλοντικες ελπιδες
πλαι μου να σταθουν
μα δεν ξεφυτρωνει καμμια
στην σκεψη μου

μοναχα η στιγμη που φευγει
μενει...μα Αμνησια..
εγω παλι δεν ξερω ποιος
ειμαι...

μα γυρω μου οι αλλοι δειχνουν να
με γνωριζουν καλυτερα
και εχουν και προτιμησεις

μα εγω δεν θυμαμαι...

Dejame sueltas las manos
y el corazοn, dejame libre!
Deja que mis dedos corran
por los caminos de tu cuerpo.
La pasiοn ―sangre, fuego, besos―
me incendia a llamaradas tremulas.
Ay, tu no sabes lo que es esto!

Es la tempestad de mis sentidos
doblegando la selva sensible de mis nervios.
Es la carne que grita con sus ardientes lenguas!
Es el incendio!
Y estas aqui,como un madero intacto
ahora que vuela toda mi vida hecha cenizas
hacia tu cuerpo lleno, como la noche, de astros!

Dejame libre las manos
y el corazon, dejame libre!
Yo solo te deseo, yo solo te deseo!
No es amor, es deseo que se agosta y se extingue,
es precipitacion de furias,
acercamiento de lo imposible,
pero estas tu,
estas para darmelo todo,
y a darme lo que tienes a la tierra viniste―
como yo para contenerte,
y desearte,
y recibirte!

There's a Spanish train that runs between
Gualdalquivir and old Saville
And at dead of night the whistle blows
And people hear she's running still

And then they hush their children back to sleep
Lock the doors, upstairs they creep
For it is said that the souls of the dead
Fill that train ten thousand deep

Well a railway man lay dying with his people by his side
His family were crying, knelt in prayer before he died
But above his bed just a waiting for the dead
Was the Devil with a twinkle in his eye
"Well God's not around and look what I've found
This one's mine"

Just then the Lord himself
Appeared in a blinding flash of light
And shouted at the Devil
"Get thee hence to endless night"
But the Devil just grinned and said
"I may have sinned
But there's no need to push me around
I got him first so you can do your worst
He's going underground"

"But I think I'll give you one more chance"
Said the Devil with a smile
"So throw away that stupid lance
It's really not your style"
"Joker is the name
Poker is the game
We'll play right here on this bed
And then we'll bet for the biggest stakes yet
The souls of the dead"

And I said "Look out, Lord, He's going to win
The sun is down and the night is riding in
That train is dead on time, many souls are on the line
Oh Lord, He's going to win"

Well the railway man he cut the cards
And he dealt them each a hand of five
And for the Lord he was praying hard
Or that train he'd have to drive
Well the Devil he had three aces and a king
And the Lord, he was running for a straight
He had the queen and the knave
And nine and ten of spades
All he needed was the eight

And then the Lord he called for one more card
But he drew the diamond eight
And the Devil said to the son of God
"I believe you've got it straight
So deal me one for the time has come
To see who'll be the king of this place
But as he spoke, from beneath his cloak
He slipped another ace

Ten thousand souls was the opening bid
And it soon went up to fifty-nine
But the Lord didn't see what the Devil did
And he said "that suits me fine"
"I'll raise you high to a hundred and five
And forever put an end to your sins"
But the Devil let out a mighty shout, "My hand wins"

And I said "Lord, oh Lord, you let him win
The sun is down and the night is riding in
That train is dead on time, many souls are on the line
Oh Lord, don't let him win"

Well that Spanish train still runs between
Gualdalquivir and old Saville
And at the dead of night the whistle blows
And people fear she's running still
And far away in some recess
The Lord and the Devil are now playing chess
The Devil still cheats and wins more souls
And as for the Lord, well, he's just doing his best

And I said "Lord, oh Lord, you've got to win
The sun is down and the night is riding in
That train is still on time, Oh my soul is on the line
Oh Lord, you've got to win"

 Les princesses

Babayaga

αφιερωμένο στον δημιουργό του θέματος...

Εκεί που φύτρωνε φλισκούνι κι άγρια μέντα
κι έβγαζε η γη το πρώτο της κυκλάμινο
Τώρα χωριάτες παζαρεύουν τα τσιμέντα
και τα πουλιά πέφτουν νεκρά στην υψικάμινο

Κοιμήσου Περσεφόνη στην αγκαλιά της γης
Στου κόσμου το μπαλκόνι ποτέ μην ξαναβγείς

Εκεί που σμίγανε τα χέρια τους οι μύστες
ευλαβικά πριν μπουν στο θυσιαστήριο
Τώρα πετάνε τα αποτσίγαρα οι τουρίστες
και το καινούργιο παν να δουν διυλιστήριο

Κοιμήσου Περσεφόνη...

Εκεί που η θάλασσα γινόταν ευλογία
κι ήταν ευχή του κάμπου τα βελάσματα
Τώρα καμιόνια κουβαλάν στα ναυπηγεία
Άδεια κορμιά, σιδερικά, παιδιά κι ελάσματα

Κοιμήσου Περσεφόνη στην αγκαλιά της γης
Στου κόσμου το μπαλκόνι ποτέ μην ξαναβγείς

"My! People come and go so quickly here!"
Valnta-----> as Dorothy

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"Blessings of the state, blessings of the masses."

Valnta + THX1138

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"Are you now, or have you ever been? "
Valnta + THX1138

Η γυναίκα γδύθηκε και ξάπλωσε στο
κρεβάτι
ένα φιλί ανοιγόκλεινε πάνω στο πάτωμα
οι άγριες μορφές με τα μαχαίρια αρχίσαν
να ξεπροβάλλουν στο ταβάνι
στον τοίχο κρεμασμένο ένα πουλί πνίγηκε
κι έσβησε
ένα κερί έγειρε κι έπεσε απ' το καντηλέρι
έξω ακούγονταν κλάματα και ποδοβολητά
Άνοιξαν τα παράθυρα μπήκε ένα χέρι
έπειτα μπήκε το φεγγάρι
αγκάλιασε τη γυναίκα και κοιμήθηκαν μαζί
Όλο το βράδυ ακουγόταν μιά φωνή:
Οι μέρες περνούν
το χιόνι μένει

Μ. Σαχτούρης

"Are you now, or have you ever been? "
Valnta + THX1138