grantchester meadows
har igen lyttet intenst til pink floyds grantchester meadows (umma gumma, studio album) i slutningen af uge 9, 2007. måske er det en forårsting, og solen skinner virkelig i dag. blå blå himmel. ingen kommentarer om balladen i københavn henover weekenden, det orker jeg ikke. snart bliver det altså forår, og her er en hyrdekage fra et city room:
"Icy wind of night be gone
This is not your domain
In the sky a bird was heard to cry
Misty morning whisperings
And gentle stirring sounds
Belied a deathly silence
That lay all around
Hear the lark and harken
To the barking of the dog fox
Gone to ground
See the splashing
Of the kingfisher flashing to the water
And a river of green is sliding
Unseen beneath the trees
Laughing as it passes
Through the endless summer
Making for the sea
In the lazy water meadow
I lay me down
All around me golden sunflakes
Settle on the ground
Basking in the sunshine
Of a by-gone afternoon
Bringing sounds of yesterday
Into this city room
Hear the lark and harken
To the barking of the dog fox
Gone to ground
See the splashing
Of the kingfisher flashing to the water
And a river of green is sliding
Unseen beneath the trees
Laughing as it passes
Through the endless summer
Making for the sea"
i år bliver det hot med besjælinger og masser af natur!
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Postat av: rasmus graff
hehe... det er også et fedt, fedt album. Har faktisk plakaten derfra hængende et sted i et rum. Den beskriver meget godt, hvor mange lag, man kan suse gennem. Nå: Nu har du jo en start til en ny bog anno 2007! øøøh
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