Quelques dessins de Vercors (Jean Bruller)
Detalle de un fresco del palacio de Knossos
Hasta los raíles del tren
me hacen llorar
tan cerca el uno del otro, como quisieran…quisieran
se alargan y no se pueden juntar.
¡Corre, salta, trota, galopa, Pato Equino! ¡Busca tu charca, ánade cuadrúpedo, fantasmagoría rampante! Cuando la encuentres, no importa dónde, ven a por mí, cárgame sobre tus lomos, llévame allí contigo.
Dear Brothers and Sisters!
Dear Enemies and Friends!
Why are we all so alone here?
All we need is a little more hope, a little more joy
All we need is a little more light, a little less weight, a little more freedom
If we were an army, and if we believed that we were an army
And we believed
That everyone was scared
Like little lost children in their grown up clothes and poses
So we ended up alone here
Floating through long wasted days
Or great tribulations
While everything felt wrong
Our beautiful ridiculous plans!
Let’s launch them like careening jetplanes!
Let’s crash all our planes in the river!
Let’s build strange and radiant machines
At this Jericho waiting to fall
Funeral Canticle / John Taverner
The Choir of the Academy of Ancient Music
Oh, dear Leland
