Saturday, January 30, 2010

Dogs Digging There Bed After Birth

For Us

Q
T his love So violent So fragile


So tender So hopeless This love


beautiful as the day is bad as the time when the weather is bad

This love so true This love so beautiful


So happy So joyous And so mocking

trembling with fear as a child in the dark
And so sure of himself as a quiet man in
This love
middle of the night frightened that the others that made them speak

What made them turn pale
This
Why we love spying spiavamo
Persecuted killed wounded walked denied
Because we forgot we killed persecuted wounded walked denied forgotten
This Uncut
love again so alive And all
sunny
E 'E
your' My
E 'was that it was always something new
This
And that has never changed as a plant
Vera
trembling like a bird
Warm and alive as the summer
We can both go and return

We And then we can forget
sleep again wake
suffer aging
still asleep Dreaming
death
Waking smile and laugh and rejuvenate

Our love is there
stubborn as a donkey as the desire to live

Cruel as silly as the memory
regrets
tender as the memory
Cold as marble
beautiful as the day
Fragile as a child
He looks at us smiling
It speaks without saying anything
And I trembling and listening

cry Cry for you Cry for me


I beg for you to me for all those who love you are loved and

Yes I will cry
For you for me and all other

Stop What I do not know where you are

Where have you been other times

Stop Do not move Do not go

We who loved
We will not forget you have forgotten

We did not have that you do not leave us on earth
become icy
Although far more
And no matter where
Give us a sign of life
Much later at the edge of a wood
In the forest of memory

tensioner hand up immediately and save us
. "

(J. Prevert)

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