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TWO SONGS FOR HEDLI ANDERSON

by W. H. Auden

no tu je samo jedna.

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crępe bows round the white necks of the public
doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

14.02.2009. ...17:40 [ komentari (1) ] print #

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When I die I will be free
You'll never get the best of me
Birth, School, Work, death
You can't tell me there's nothing left
Thoreau had it right
There's ways to win without a fight
Malcolm X had it right
You won't win unless you fight

what are we going to do?
i'm willing to try a revolution
are you?