Hush.

μαγεύτηκα.

η συγκινητική ερμηνεία του Tibet, το πιάνο, οι εικόνες.

επειδή μεταξύ μας συμφωνήσαμε πως δεν χωράνε "ευχαριστώ", της αφιερώνω την ανάρτηση.

μα τι υπέροχα μοιράσματα.

το "ποίημα" που απογείωσε ο αγαπημένος με την φωνή του

Hush; may I ask you all for silence? 

The dreamer is still asleep 

May the goddess keep us from single vision 

And you to sleep 

The dreamer is still asleep 

He's inventing landscapes in their magnetic field 

Working out a means of escape 

We'll cut across the crop circles 

The seer says no 

Not much time left for these escape attempts 

Look at it this way 

In ten years' time 

Who'll care? Who'll even remember? 

One dies like that, deep within it 

Almost inside it 

It's there for a reason 

I'll give you my old address 

And take that little book 

To tear and cut the paper 

The beginning is also the end 

Time defines it, time defines it 

It will end 

Like close friendship 

Nothing could be further 

We forget the space between people and things 

Is empty 

We forget, and don't notice the loss 

Crossing into venerable degeneration 

It's that radiant pollution 

The god with the silver hands surveys this vast contamination 

The dreamer is still dreaming 

In the heart of your heart 

Your eye remains 

Is that hurt you? Is that blister you call loveless? 

Your whole life is a cold slow shock 

Take all your time 

Track the shabby shadow down 

Through hissy mists of history 

The dreamer is still dreaming 

Hush; may I ask you all for silence? 

Will he wake in time to catch the sunset? 

Hush; may I ask you all for silent? 

May I ask you all for silent?