The Lake Isle of Innisfree
(postoje jutra koje započinjemo kao Tom Waits i Igić u "Kava i cigarete", dok je život "Pod udarom zakona" ;-) i ona koja započinjemo odlazeći na neki naš Innisfree... kenda bura... rado bih opet slušala Biokovo...)
By William Butler Yeats
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made;
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee,
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet’s wings.
I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart’s core.heart’s core.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lyz0aw4ySE8Lake...
Post je objavljen 18.06.2017. u 08:07 sati.