Πακετάροντας πιάτα, ποτήρια, κατσαρόλες και κατσαρολάκια (διαλλλιέχτε...!!!) σε εφημερίδες, είχα βάλει Loreena Mckennitt να κελαηδεί και συγκεκριμένα το δίσκο "The book of secrets". Πόσα μυστικά έχει αυτό το βιβλίο (μας) τελικά;!
"Night ride across the Caucasus"
Ride on Through the night Ride on
Ride on Through the night Ride on
There are visions, there are memories
There are echoes of thundering hooves
There are fires, there is laughter
There's the sound of a thousand doves
In the velvet of the darkness
By the silhouette of silent trees
They are watching, they are waiting
They are witnessing life's mysteries
Cascading stars on the slumbering hills
They are dancing as far as the sea
Riding o'er the land, you can feel its gentle hand
Leading on to its destiny
Take me with you on this journey
Where the boundaries of time are now tossed
In cathedrals of the forest
In the words of the tongues now lost
Find the answers, ask the questions
Find the roots of an ancient reee
Take me dancing, take me singing
I'll ride on till the moon meets the sea...
Ride on Through the night Ride on
Ride on Through the night Ride on
There are visions, there are memories
There are echoes of thundering hooves
There are fires, there is laughter
There's the sound of a thousand doves
In the velvet of the darkness
By the silhouette of silent trees
They are watching, they are waiting
They are witnessing life's mysteries
Cascading stars on the slumbering hills
They are dancing as far as the sea
Riding o'er the land, you can feel its gentle hand
Leading on to its destiny
Take me with you on this journey
Where the boundaries of time are now tossed
In cathedrals of the forest
In the words of the tongues now lost
Find the answers, ask the questions
Find the roots of an ancient reee
Take me dancing, take me singing
I'll ride on till the moon meets the sea...
Και τότε θυμήθηκα τις περιπλανήσεις μου στο Malchow της Βόρειας Γερμανίας, που η Loreena με συντρόφευε...
Α, ρε φίλε... Με πηγαίνεις στα σκοτάδια για να δω καλύτερα το καθάριο φως σου... μακρυά από τους δήθεν απαστράπτοντες γλόμπους αλ(λ)ο(υ)-γόνου... Καλή συνέχεια στο διαστρικό σου ταξίδι...
Υ.Γ.: Είναι όμως ώρα να επιστρέψω στα κατσαρολικά μου!!
Υ.Γ.: Είναι όμως ώρα να επιστρέψω στα κατσαρολικά μου!!
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