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I DREAMED A DREAM
I Dreamed a Dream - Susan Boyle
Fantine is left alone, unemployed and destitute/ Fantine je ostala sama, nezaposlena i u neimaštini
There was a time when men were kind
When their voices were soft
And their words inviting
There was a time when love was blind
And the world was a song
And the song was exciting
There was a time
Then it all went wrong
I dreamed a dream in time gone by
When hope was high
And life worth living
I dreamed that love would never die
I dreamed that God would be forgiving
Then I was young and unafraid
And dreams were made and used and wasted
There was no ransom to be paid
No song unsung, no wine untasted
But the tigers come at night
With their voices soft as thunder
As they tear your hope apart
And they turn your dream to shame
He slept a summer by my side
He filled my days with endless wonder
He took my childhood in his stride
But he was gone when autumn came
And still I dream he'll come to me
That we will live the years together
But there are dreams that cannot be
And there are storms we cannot weather
I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I'm living
So different now from what it seemed
Now life has killed the dream I dreamed.
I eto...radim ja, radim, radim....Kad ne radim spavam ja, spavam, spavam....Kad ne radim i ne spavam kuham ručkove, pečem kolače da si nešto zaradim extra....Kad ne radim, ne spavam i ne fušarim, šetam Elicu Padelicu. A kad ne radim, ne spavam, ne fušarim i ne šetam Elicu Padelicu - razmišljam.
Naravno, razmišljanjem se bavim jako malo. Očito! Jer radim, spavam ...itd. You get the picture. No, ipak nešto malo si mislim. Mislim kako moram skidat salo. Mislim kako moram pustit cigaretu. Mislim kako moram!!! I moram nastavit ić zubaru iako više ne boli. A joj....A što ja mrzim to moram!!!
A stvarno moram, jer ljubljeni blogeri, moje inače savršeno i čelično zdravlje ispada da je krnjavo ko i moji zubi! Šmrc!
Fora vam je to samnom. Osjećam se super zdrava! Čak i ove očite strave koje se nadvijaju nadamnom ja tako uspješno ignoriram, da uopće više ne primjećujem njih!!! Te strave od bolešćina koje bi sad od mene radile hipohondrija kad se ja tako uspješno ne dam!!!!!!
Trebalo je vraški mudro i lukavo ulit u mene strah da bih uopće pomislila da odem dr-u! I uspjeli su, stvarno jesu! To će ti se rana svaki čas otvorit! Tom i tom je tako bilo pa su mu nogu rezali jer je imao gangrenu! itd
Pregrmila sam muku što moram opet u tu ambulantu, u to gnijezdo tužnih i teških uspomena i pregrmila sam bol i gorčinu tih aveti. Nisam bila plačljivica nego sam hrabro čekala svoj red. !!!!!!! No. malo sam izašla iz mota i zaboravila zdravstvenu. A ljudi, primili me i bez toga kad sam rekla da ne znam hoću li se vratit ako sad odem. Primili me....... ostalo je povijest.
Nisam uopće tako zdrava kako se osjećam ali nije da umirem. No, na dobrom sam putu da se uništim lošom prehranom i cigaretama.
Pa ajde onda.... ja razmišljam. Kad ne radim, ne spavam...itd.
You get the picture.
A šta je sa Susan Boyle? Zašto ta teta meni već drugi put pjeva u postu?
Zato jer božanski dobro pjeva. Zato jer je postala simbol za sve nas ne baš lijepe, ne baš uspješne i ne baš .... Zato jer je njen predivan glas natjerao da se posprdni, površni, olako osuđujući - pospu pepelom i spuste glave pred ljepotom koju ona ima.
pa zato ja pjevam u svom kamenolomu
I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I'm living
So different now from what it seemed
Now life has killed the dream I dreamed.
Pozdrav svima
Post je objavljen 22.05.2009. u 00:36 sati.