ponedjeljak, 01.05.2006.
High Hopes
UPUTE ZA ČITANJE OVOG POSTA:
1. Dok ga čitate,OBAVEZNO slušajte pismu High Hopes od Floyda(ako ste ikako u mogućnosti) jer ovaj post je ništa bez ove pisme!
2. Dio di spominjem "Titanic" govori o starom discu koji se tako zva,a uništen je u ratu
Ako sad ne kužite o čemu govorim,shvatit ćete kad pročitate post.
Kada u svom sjećanju prebirem ostatke svog djetinjstva koji se poput šarenih,svjetlucavih perla,gube i nestaju u mojim uskovitlanim i,samim po sebi,raznolikim mislima,padam u neko stanje polusna u kojem osjećam kako zamalo mogu dotaknuti staklenu opnu koja štiti to jedino sveto,nevino i neokaljano mjesto u mozaiku moga mladog života.Toliko se poželim vratiti u te dane da moj organizam prestaje biti otporan na suze i čežnju moga srca prolije po ovom listu sa riječima koje ne znače ništa.Kad on tako bezobrazno i bezobzirno sravni i pojednostavni vrtlog mojih osjećaja koji pršte od intezivnosti i neke podsvjesne beskrajne energije koja me izluđuje svojom snagom i neprekidnošću,sramim se sama sebe i onoga što je vrijeme napravilo od mene.Stvorilo je od mene čudovište,demona koji više nije u stanju pojmiti pravu sreću,nema strasti ni djetinje poletnosti,živi sam u svijetu koji pasivno struji pored njega odnoseći godine kao trulo jesenje lišće koje se kida i nestaje u pukotini vječnosti....
Sve negdašnje igre,strasti,emocije i čežnje gube se u beznačaju dvadeset i prvog stoljeća u koje zlosretno stupih sa deset krhkih godina.Gore u meni poput čudovišne vatre koja me grize,kida i izjeda iznutra,zato što mora stajati zarobljena,osuđena da bude prošlost u mome postojanju.
U tih pet-šest godina koje me i danas zabole svojim čarobnim i umu zamagljenim uspomenama,kao da je sve oko mene bilo ironično,predivno i magično....Ah,kakve li ironije da je upravo ono što je obilježilo naše mlade i nemoćne živote,a pojavilo se slavne '97 («Titanic»,naravno),stajalo točno pored nas.Uništeno,razrušeno i spaljeno,a nama opet tako značajno i tako prekrasno,dok je odraslima palo u zaborav kao samo još jedna zgrada uništena okrutnim ratom.Stajali smo na njezinoj «palubi»,glumeći da smo Jack i Rose,baš kao u njezinom muškom originalu....
Prisjećajući se maglovitih dana moga djetinjstva i života u Duilovu,polako shvaćam kako smo mi,sami nesvjesni svega što se događa oko nas,živjeli u nekoj začaranoj zemlji snova na otoku ukletog vremena.Odrastali smo u vlastitom malom raju na Zemlji,daleko od vreve modernih pošasti.Naša su djetinjstva bila neprocjenjive vrijednosti upravo zbog nevinosti koju su nosili u sebi.Bili smo povezani na način koji nije poznavao granice «normalnog» prijateljstva.Voljeli smo se kao braća i sestre...bili smo djeca drugoga boga.
Ja...Ja sam živjela za trenutke koji i sada stoje pažljivo umotani u postelji mojih uspomena...To su bili trenutci poput onih,kad bi stajala ljeti na božanstvenom,mirnom Maestralu,čitajući Zagora,osluškujući More i osjećajući miris Borova....naprosto je nevjerojatno kako biste točno mogli čuti vrisak svakog kupača kad bi ga ovaj drugi bacia u more...ponekad...čak biste mogli i prepoznati čiji ste glas upravo čuli.
Živjeli smo u savršenoj,skladnoj harmoniji sa životinjama,prirodom i jedni s drugima.
Ja sam iz Duilova otišla sa 11 i po godina.Iako to nikad nikome nisam priznala,cijeli moj svijet se u jednom trenutku srušio kao kula karata.Život me doveo na Skalice,kvart pored Poljuda,kvart u kojem prevladava beton,moderne pošasti i ljudska glupost.
Kvart koji je u centru grada,zaglupljen je Hajdukom i Torcidom,u njemu nema onakvog drveća i cvijeća,onakve ljubavi,sreće ni ushita.Ovdje su djeca glupa,razmažena i psuju kao kočijaši.
Ovdje je život koji ni u kojem pogledu ne sliči na Život,Život kakvog ga ja pamtim i koji će mi zauvijek ostati zapleten u najdublje niti moje nesretne duše....
I za kraj...najlipša pisma o djetinjstvu....
Pink Floyd
High Hopes
Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun
Along the long road and on down the causeway
Do they still meet there by the cut
There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps
Running before time took our dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground
To a life consumed by slow decay
The grass was greener
The light was brighter
With friends surrounded
The nights of wonder
Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by the force of some inner tide
At a higher altitude with flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world
Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
There’s a hunger still unsatisfied
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon
Though down this road we’ve been so many times
The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river
Forever and ever
Hello…Is that Charlie?
Hello Charlie…Great!
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1. PINK FLOYD
Izvođač: Pink Floyd
Pisma: High Hopes
Album: The Division Bell (1994.)
Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun
Along the long road and on down the causeway
Do they still meet there by the cut
There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps
Running before time took our dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground
To a life consumed by slow decay
The grass was greener
The light was brighter
With friends surrounded
The nights of wonder
Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by the force of some inner tide
At a higher altitude with flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world
Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
There’s a hunger still unsatisfied
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon
Though down this road we’ve been so many times
The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river
Forever and ever
Hello…Is that Charlie?
Hello Charlie…Great!
Izvođač:Pink Floyd
Pisma:Poles Apart
Album: The Division Bell (1994.)
Did you know....it was all going to go so wrong for you
And did you see it was all going to be so right for me
Why did we tell you then
You were always the golden boy then
And that you’d never lose that light in your eyes
Hey you....did you ever realize what you’d become
And did you see that it wasn’t only me you were running from
Did you know all the time but it never bothered you anyway
Leading the blind while I stared out the steel in your eyes
The rain fell slow, down on all the roofs of uncertainty
I thought of you and the years and all the sadness fell away from me
And did you know....
I never thought that you’d lose that light in your eyes....
Izvođač:Pink Floyd
Pisma:Learning to fly
Album:A momentary lapse of reason (198
Into the distance, a ribbon of black
Stretched to the point of no turning back
a flight of fancy on a windswept field
standing alone my senses reeled
a fatal attraction holding me fast, how
can I escape this irresistible grasp?
Can’t keep my eyes from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I
Ice is forming on the tips of my wings
Unheeded warnings, I thought I thought of everything
No navigator to guide my way home
Unlaneded, empty and turned to stone
A soul in tension that’s learning to fly
Condition grounded but determined to try
Can’t keep my eyes from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I
Friction lock - set.
Mixture - rich
Propellers - fully forward
Flaps - set - 10 degrees
Engine gauges and suction - check
Mixture set to maximum percent - recheck
Flight instruments...
Altimeters - check both
(garbled word) - on
Navigation lights - on
Strobes - on
(to tower): confirm 3-8-echo ready for departure
(tower): hello again, this is now 129.4
(to tower): 129.4. it’s to go.
(tower): you may commence your takeoff, winds over 10 knots.
(to tower): 3-8-echo
Easy on the brakes. take it easy. it’s gonna roll this time.
Just hand the power gradually, and it...
Above the planet on a wing and a prayer,
My grubby halo, a vapour trail in the empty air,
Across the clouds I see my shadow fly
Out of the corner of my watering eye
A dream unthreatened by the morning light
Could blow this soul right through the roof of the night
There’s no sensation to compare with this
Suspended animation, a state of bliss
Can’t keep my mind from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I
Izvođač:Pink Floyd
Pisma:Wish you were here
Album:Wish you were here (19
So, so you think you can tell,
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skies from pain,
Can you tell a green field?
From a cold steal rail,
A smile from a veil,
Do you think you can tell?
Did they get you to trade?
Your heroes for ghosts
Hot ashes for trees,
Hot air for cool breeze
Cold comfort for change
Did you exchange?
A walk on part in a war,
for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here,
We're just two lost souls,
Swimming in a fish bowl
Year after year,
Running over the same old grounds
What have we found?
The same old fears,
Wish you were here….
2.COLDPLAY
Izvođač:Coldplay
Pisma:The Scientist
Album:A rush of blood to the head (2002.)
Come up to meet you, tell you I’m sorry
You don’t know how lovely you are
I had to find you, tell you I need you
Tell you I set you apart
Tell me your secrets, and ask me your questions
Oh let's go back to the start
Running in circles, coming up tails
Heads on a silence apart
Nobody said it was easy
Oh it’s such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said that it would be this hard
Oh take me back to the start
I was just guessing at numbers and figures
Pulling your puzzles apart
Questions of science, science and progress
Do not speak as loud as my heart
Tell me you love me, come back and haunt me
Oh and I rush to the start
Running in circles, chasing our tails
Coming back as we are
Nobody said it was easy
Oh it’s such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said it would be so hard
I’m going back to the start
Oh ooh ooh ooh ooh ohh (x4)
