luni, 23 ianuarie 2012

Ironia, aceasta pedeapsa a memoriei

Stiti versurile?

Under the spreading chestnut tree
I sold you and you sold me
There lie they, and here lie we
Under the spreading chestnut tree


Ce pacat ca nu le stiti. Ca nu le-ati citit. Sau ca nu vi le mai aduceti aminte. Sau ca nu va mai pasa. Ce pacat ca nu va mai pasa. Ce pacat ca aveti deja creierii spalati. Ce pacat ca traiti intr-o eterna stare a celor cinci minute de ura.

1984. Acest an fara de sfirsit. Aceasta toamna a patriarhului.

Hai, iubiti-va sub castani. Castanii iarta tot. Castanii vad tot. Castanii raporteaza tot.

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Courtesy of Florin Pitea. Cel care stie versurile...



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4 comentarii:

Florin Pîtea spunea...

"To the future or to the past, to a time when thought is free, when men are different from one another and do not live alone - to a time when truth exists and what is done cannot be undone:

From the age of uniformity, from the age of solitude, from the age of Big Brother, from the age of doublethink - greetings!"

Turambar spunea...

:) :( We are few, those who remember :(

Dragos Bora spunea...

Doamne si toamne...

Dragos Bora spunea...

Stai ca mi-am amintit! Filmul e cu muzica de Eurythmics. De exemplu:

http://www.myvideo.de/watch/1997080/Eurythmics_Julia