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Evangelos and that film from 1986
by ~trynkeEvangelos and that film from 1986
I am not a fish.
My mother is a fish.
You should know, my great-uncle Peter
From Hungary has a daughter
With whom I fell in love when once
I was there
That time I braided her ashen grey hair
In braids
Two
My mother's best friend only spoke Italian
He did taekwondo, jiujitsu
And played Santa every year
He was Portuguese
I want to enchant you with my secret code
Once again it has to be said:
There is no story
The hedgehog is sleeping in the garden, his father and
The squirrel:
Today they are wearing
Winter scarfs
Instead of ties
They will hold session until deep in the night
About money of course
Maybe you should listen better
To the people
Their eyes
Because everybody has lied
to themselves some time in their lives
(original Dutch version: )
Evangelos en die film uit 1986
Ik ben geen vis.
Mijn moeder is een vis.
Je moet weten, mijn oudoom Peter
Uit Hongarije heeft een dochter
Op wie ik verliefd ben sinds die ene keer
Dat ik daar was
Toen heb ik haar asgrauwe haren gevlochten
In vlechten
Twee
De beste vriend van mijn moeder sprak alleen Italiaans
Hij deed aan taekwondo, jiujitsu
En speelde ieder jaar voor Sinterklaas
Hij was Portugees
Ik wil jou betoveren met mijn geheimtaal
Nog een keer moet het gezegd worden:
Er bestaat geen verhaal
In de tuin slaapt de egel, zijn vader en
De eekhoorn:
vandaag dragen ze
in plaats van stropdassen
warme wintersjaals
Ze gaan nog tot diep in de nacht vergaderen
Over geld natuurlijk
Misschien moet je beter luisteren
Naar de mensen
Hun ogen
Want iedereen heeft in zijn leven
Wel tegen zichzelf gelogen
Maybe you should listen better
To the people
Their eyes
Because everybody has lied
to themselves some time in their lives
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If there is any secret to this life I live, this is it: the sound of what cannot be seen sings within everything that can. & there is nothing more to it than that.
~ Brian Andreas
My Self-Publishing group: [link]
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a wind has blown the rain away and blown the sky away and all the leaves away, and the trees stand.
i think i, too, have known autumn too long.
-e.e. cummings
What a lovely compliment!
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My muse has returned. I think I'll kill her.
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My muse has returned. I think I'll kill her.
you made it better
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I will show u some deviation you might know it from me
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I will show u some deviation you might know it from me