dinge die ich mag: the original

24.03.10

the original

indre alias mima had to come all the way from berlin to take a photo of the original piece of the quotation which cheered me up at the time of my winter blues ( i posted about it below) ;)
i quite like the heart that somebody added to the chalk writing:

fotos: indre zetzsche

4 Kommentare:

Lambert25. März 2010 um 18:55
Love that quote and I am a big fan of chalk writing in general.
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Miriam25. März 2010 um 19:50
Ein Hase? Ich weiß nicht. Vielleicht ein Küken?! Anyway. In jedem Falle könntest du was enteckt haben ;)
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Unknown26. März 2010 um 00:57
oh super!
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julias innenwelten31. März 2010 um 11:14
i love it!
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Now in Vienna there's ten pretty women
There's a shoulder where Death comes to cry
There's a lobby with nine hundred windows
There's a tree where the doves go to die
There's a piece that was torn from the morning
And it hangs in the Gallery of Frost

Take this waltz, take this waltz
Take this waltz with the clamp on its jaws
Oh I want you, I want you, I want you
On a chair with a dead magazine
In the cave at the tip of the lily
In some hallways where love's never been
On a bed where the moon has been sweating
In a cry filled with footsteps and sand

Take this waltz, take this waltz
Take its broken waist in your hand

This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz
With its very own breath of brandy and Death
Dragging its tail in the sea

There's a concert hall in Vienna
Where your mouth had a thousand reviews
There's a bar where the boys have stopped talking
They've been sentenced to death by the blues
Ah, but who is it climbs to your picture
With a garland of freshly cut tears?

Take this waltz, take this waltz
Take this waltz it's been dying for years

There's an attic where children are playing
Where I've got to lie down with you soon
In a dream of Hungarian lanterns
In the mist of some sweet afternoon
And I'll see what you've chained to your sorrow
All your sheep and your lilies of snow

Take this waltz, take this waltz
With its "I'll never forget you, you know!"

And I'll dance with you in Vienna
I'll be wearing a river's disguise
The hyacinth wild on my shoulder,
My mouth on the dew of your thighs
And I'll bury my soul in a scrapbook,
With the photographs there, and the moss
And I'll yield to the flood of your beauty
My cheap violin and my cross
And you'll carry me down on your dancing
To the pools that you lift on your wrist
Oh my love, Oh my love
Take this waltz, take this waltz
It's yours now. It's all that there is

(Leonard Cohen/ Garcia Lorka)

24.03.10

the original

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