Muusika..
Olen enamiku tänasest ööst veetnud David Bowiet ja Velvet Undergroundi kuulates. Mõlemad väga sürrid ja veidrad nähtused. Tõeliselt rahustav on öösel põrandal istuda, muusikat kuulata ja lihtsalt rahu nautida. Ei ole kedagi kes mind häirida ja igapäevaellu tagasi kiskuda võiks.Aga siin ühe Velvet Undergroundi laulu sõnad. Ja jah, ma tean küll millega tegu ja ei, neil ei ole kõik laulud sellise tooni/teemaga. Aga minu meelest see lihtsalt omapärane ja väärib mainimist. Mingis veidras mõttes isegi ilus - sõnadena on ta poolik, kuid meloodiaga koos on ta mõjuv ja kurb.
Venus In Furs
Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
Whiplash girlchild in the dark
Clubs and bells, your servant, don't forsake him
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart
Downy sins of streetlight fancies
Chase the costumes she shall wear
Ermine furs adorn the imperious
Severin, severin awaits you there
I am tired, I am weary
I could sleep for a thousand years
A thousand dreams that would awake me
Different colors made of tears
Kiss the boot of shiny, shiny leather
Shiny leather in the dark
Tongue of thongs, the belt that does await you
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart
Severin, severin, speak so slightly
Severin, down on your bended knee
Taste the whip, in love not given lightly
Taste the whip, now plead for me
I am tired, I am weary
I could sleep for a thousand years
A thousand dreams that would awake me
Different colors made of tears
Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
Whiplash girlchild in the dark
Severin, your servant comes in bells, please don't forsake him
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart
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