Et Memoria [2]
Kom stap vanoggend deur my lewe
terwyl ons, ons gisters onthou,
‘n nuwe dag voor ons oopvou
en laat ‘n afdruk van jou
geskilder teen die seildoek van my gedagtes
want elke nuwe môre
word uit ons gisters gebore
en jy bly deel van my, al is
alles tussen ons nou verby,
sien ek jou in die glans van die son,
die dou wat blinkend op blare sit
en ek besef nou, dat liefde
in elke oomblik van onthou
weer van voor af begin
en hoe langsaam rek ek nog
oomblikke wat reeds verby is uit
asof dit altyd deel van my menswees is
maar ek is reeds daarvan bewus
dat dinge vêr by verby tussen ons is,
dat jy vanaand
hitte by iemand anders sal kry
asof ek, net nog
deel van ‘n dooie vlam is.
[Verwysing: Et Memoria deur Japie S. Strydom:
“Kom stap vanaand
deur my môre,
en blaai saam deur my drome,
teken jou liggaam hier
in my sagtebandboek aan,
want ons vandag is in gisters en more gebore:
jy is die ligflits van die son,
die môre-dag se dou;
‘n laat middag in my somer-drome,
‘n vroeë lente more –
Ek weet vanaand,
dat die dae van ons lewe (liefde?) ,
weer,
in elke nuwe onthou begin:
hoe langsaam het ek jou
in die dae van gister en môre
in onthou van lang-verlang –
toegespin en afgedra
na die wol kombers van my gewete.
Ek weet vanaand,
sal jou voete
ongewoond aan die vreemdheid –
my skaam-koud skei.”]
Et Memoria
Come and walk through my life today
while we remember our yesterdays,
a new day is unfolding for us
and leave an impression of you,
painted against the canvas of my thoughts
because every new tomorrow
is born from our yesterdays
and you stay part of me, even though
everything between us is past,
I see you in the sparkle of the sun,
the dew that are sparkling on leaves
and now I realize, that love
in every moment of remembering
starts new again
and how slowly I still stretch out moments
that is already past
as if it’s always part of my humanity
but I am aware
that our relationship is far past being dead,
that tonight
you will find heat with someone else
as if I am only
part of a quenched flame.
[Reference: Et Memoria by Japie S. Strydom:
“Come walk tonight
through my tomorrow,
and page with me through my dreams,
draw your body here
in my soft covered book,
since our today is born in yesterdays and tomorrows:
you are a flash of the sun,
the early morning dew;
summer dreams on a late afternoon,
an early spring morning–
tonight I know,
that the days of our lives (love?) ,
again,
starts in every remembrance:
how slowly I weaved you
and carried you down
– into the cocoon of yesterdays and tomorrows
in remembrance of drawn out longing
to the wool blanket of my conscience.
Tonight I know
that your feet
unaccustomed to the strangeness -
will separate from me coldly shy.” (My English translation.) ]
poem by Gert Strydom
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Et Memoria
Come and walk through my life today
while we remember our yesterdays,
a new day is unfolding for us
and leave an impression of you,
painted against the canvas of my thoughts
because every new tomorrow
is born from our yesterdays
and you stay part of me, even though
everything between us is past,
I see you in the sparkle of the sun,
the dew that are sparkling on leaves
and now I realize, that love
in every moment of remembering
starts new again
and how slowly I still stretch out moments
that is already past
as if it’s always part of my humanity
but I am aware
that our relationship is far past being dead,
that tonight
you will find heat with someone else
as if I am only
part of a quenched flame.
[Reference: Et Memoria by Japie S. Strydom:
“Come walk tonight
through my tomorrow,
and page with me through my dreams,
draw your body here
in my soft covered book,
since our today is born in yesterdays and tomorrows:
you are a flash of the sun,
the early morning dew;
summer dreams on a late afternoon,
an early spring morning–
tonight I know,
that the days of our lives (love?) ,
again,
starts in every remembrance:
how slowly I weaved you
and carried you down
– into the cocoon of yesterdays and tomorrows
in remembrance of drawn out longing
to the wool blanket of my conscience.
Tonight I know
that your feet
unaccustomed to the strangeness -
will separate from me coldly shy.” (My English translation.) ]
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poem by Gert Strydom
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Amsterdam, September 1939
Vir Ernst
Niks sal ooit weer wees soos dit daardie somer was:
die water van die Spiegelgracht lê swart soos glas;
die brûe, boë, bome en lampe ry op ry
wieg lui-lui heen en weer as ’n bootjie daaroor gly;
en deur die mis wat instoot van die see terwyl
die skemer teen die gewels styg, klink vér en yl,
asof gesprinkel, ’n wysietjie uit ’n toringklok.
Maar dis reeds oorlog! Dié besef tref skielik met ’n skok!
Ons wis dit séker ’n herfsmiddag, later, toe eindelik
ons skip die oop see kies en ons ’n laaste blik
vergun word van die kus – die strand, die kaal, wit duin
en ’n vuurtoring, donker, teen die donker, lae kruin;
en toe, ’n kwartiertjie later, in die Noordsee, mis ons boot
rakelings ’n myn wat los dryf in die see – en óns die dood.
Ons vaar dan verder: ’n helder driekleur aan die mas …
Maar niks sou ooit weer wees, soos dit daardie somer was.
poem by William Ewart Gladstone Louw
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Die koer-koer van die tortelduif
So vroeg soggens
Luister ek na die koer-koer van die tortelduif
Met sons opkoms en die sonstrale op my nakende liggaam
So warm voel my hart om te weet dat jy my lief het
Verlang ek na jou in ‘n verre land
Ek onthou ons tyd saam
Die ure van lag en gesels
Soos die son, jou warm onhelsing
onthou ek hoe jy my styf teen jou druk
En liefdes woorde in my ore fluister
poem by Persian Khushi
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Afrikaans: Sterregordels, Stilsonjare, Tydsbroekspypdinge, Haarsliert
Sterregordels
Cosmology in Afrikaans is an ode to joy, the
terms form sing-song strings with delightful
sounds “ewigbewegende elektron”
continuously spinning electron
“elektron in die hart van die atoomkorrel”
electron in the centre of the atom particle
- what a song!
“Triljoene Melkwegstelsels waaromheen ons
Melkweg elke tweehonderdmiljoenjaar
wentel – ‘n mallemeule van sterregordels…”
“Dobberende patrone, mesone en elektrone,
'n konfigurasie van konvekse novae”…
- these terms are singing to me!
A merry-go-round of star systems
Quotes from Adriaan Snyman “Die Messias Kode” (The Messiah Code) pp.9,10
Bombardement Van Frekwensies (English Explanation)
Waarmee sal ek hierdie leë oomblikke,
ankerloos, betekenisloos; aan die ewigheid
vasmaak - die gevoelsruimte in my hart
Is leeg, alle gevoel en denke het gesamentlik
in die donker duisternis van my brein ingeval
‘n laserbrein wat die hologramwêreld
Self moet konsituteer uit ‘n bombardement
van betekenislose frekwensies – maar
vandag is die ligstraalfokus uit
My pendulumgedagtes swaai ongefokus rond
die opgerolde, ingevoude ses-en-twintig of
meer dimensies van die virtuele werklikheid
Wil nie vir my oopgaan nie…
All thought and feeling fell into the black hole in my brain and the twenty-six or more rolled-up frequencies of reality does not want to open for me today…
Geloof In Liefde - Faith In Love
Die huis gee my die ritteltits vanaand, die kat
al dwalende, jy slaap alreeds, net ek hang
rond soos ‘n dwalende gees
Met al die simptome van rinnitus, nek stywer as
dié van ‘n Egiptiese mummie, gemoedstemming
swart soos die donkerste nag
Verstikkende verveling - ek is nie meer lus vir
lees nie, selfs die magiese betowering van
kinderverhale is my verlôre
Kyk weer na my gunsteling-DVD, Phantom of the
Opera, die musiek en lirieke sal my weereens
bekoor, Emmy Rossum se klokhelder stem
Sal my allengs meesleur, Gerhard Butler - die
tragiese phantom - sal nuwe drome ontvou, die
wonderbaarlike einde van begrip en vergifnis
Van onvoorwaardelike aanvaarding geskenk aan die
phantom deur ‘n ongelooflik liefdevolle Christine, sal
weereens my geloof in liefde versterk
My inspireer om die illusie van die werklikheid
te transsendeer...
Bored tonight, watching my favourite DVD Phantom of the Opera, the way Christine forgives the Phantom unconditionally will once again inspire me to transcend illusionary reality.
Ivan Rebroff
Ek en Minette sing uit volle bors
ons eie weergawe van Ivan Rebroff:
“Lief Blompies in die Maanskyn” wat
die sanger so mooi kon sing
Koesterende, fluweelsagte basnote
net om dan tot ‘n falsetto op te klim
dit was weergaloos – ons nabootsing
van die Rebroff-lied was uitsonderlik
Terwyl die skoolhoof ons meewarig
betrag - dit was ontoelaatbare gedrag
om op die skooltrappe te praat – maar
toe ons die hoë note jubelend sing
Begin hy te lag – vergeet toe skoon
om ons te betig vir ons lawaaierige
gedrag!
Oorlewing van die Bewussyn
Die klein bietjie lewe wat myne is
stukkie realiteit waaruit ek opstyg
om droomhorisonne te verken
Tussen “Vier mure teen die
Suidewind” voel ek nie tuis nie,
in die grysheid van die realiteit
Bou ek nie my huis nie - as jy kla
ek is ‘n bywoner in my eie huis -
stem ek saam ja, “Die wêreld
Is ons Woning nie”, ek is ‘n pelgrim
op reis na die ewigheid; wat die
wêreld my bied
Is nie die moeite werd nie, slegs
die visioene wat ek snags nog
sien, verskaf hoop
Vir oorlewing van die
bewussyn…
'Ivan Rebroff': We imitated one of his songs in the school passages and the headmaster was so amused by our brilliant rendition of the singer's exceptional voice, he never scolded us as he should have done.
'Oorlewing': I'm a pilgrim on earth and live for the visions I see at night, hoping for the survival of consciousness.]
Jakkalsdraaie Gooi (& English Explanation)
Daar’s niks fout met jakkalsdraaie gooi nie
solank mens die passies net geniet, maar
wanneer verwarring aanhoudend toeneem,
speletjies meer argwaan as afleiding bied
raak dit net ‘n gekke gejaag na wind –
die dag so grou en nat, sonder sprankelende
glinstervreugde omdat ek al weer verkeerd
geleef het, maak my moedeloos raadop
draai my gevoelens op hul kop, maak my
sit en opstaan ‘n syn in sak en as; ek kan
vandag nie weerstand bied nie, slegs een
wete bly: Jy gooi allengs meer jakkalsdraaie
as die meeste ander mense in hul hele leeftyd,
solank as wat jy staan en val by wat jy sê,
elke woord beterweterig verdedig, sal ek net
wysneusig swyg; my slegs verkneukel in
verklarings wat die bekoorlike in goed geplaaste
woorde wil verdoesel en versmoor - gaan maar
voort, vermorsel elke woord, my denke word nie
bepaal deur jou sienings nie
Ek kom tot die gevolgtrekking, jy weet nie
meer wat jy self bedoel of wat jy wil
beheer nie…
(It is fun to run around in circles as long as everone consents, but when the players lose sight of the meaning of the game, it makes no sense and communication comes to an end.)
Te Veel Verbeelding (English Translation)
My kantoor is ‘n slagveld vandag - eers
speel Tiaan met plastiekspeelgoedmanne
gooi hulle in die lug op, nou skop hy my
tafel wyl hy op sy maag lê en lees -
kort-kort wys hy my hoe die papierklamp
die bloedtoevoer afsny na sy hand
Ek lees van Kanada en die Kongo
terwyl hy Harry Potter geniet, my
dokument droog en vervelig terwyl
hy soek na koeldrank – lê nou al op
die tafel en lees; kan hom nie eens
verkwalik nie – hy is bloed van my bloed
Vlees van my vlees; ek lê ook altyd
en lees; hy antwoord my vrae met
dramatiese opmerkings vol sinlose
misterie – nou voel ek hoe andere
my soms ervaar - ek hoop om hom
eendag te help om sy kruis van
Te veel verbeelding te dra…
Too much imagination – Tiaan is visiting my office today, changing it into a war-zone, throwing plastic toys about, kicking my desk and reading while lying on his stomach; I can’t even blame him because that’s what I also do at home, he answers my questions with riddles like I do and I hope to help him channel his imagination one day…
Sterrekundewoordeboekdinge, Lieflikheid, Reptielbreinsindroom, Flirtasie, Stilsonjare
Stilsonjare, Eilanduniversum
Sirkel -van-voortdurende-Onsigbaarheid
Tempoverandering van Horlosiedwaal
met my Astrodeikton vir Sterrenavigasie
en Sterrekatalogus
gaan ek op reis
vind vreugde in
middelpuntvliedende Versnellingkrag
steek die Chandrasekhargrens verby
soekend na ‘n Sterrebeeld
vind vreugde in Byekorfswerm
en Knipoog van Katoognewel
speel met die korpuskelêre Ligteorie
en juig en dans van vreugde wanneer
die ingeboude Siklotron
die subatomiese deeltjies
van my hart versnel...
O Die Liewe Lieflikheid
(Sing op die wysie van 'O die Liewe Martatjie' - Du Lieber Augustin)
O, die liewe lieflikheid, loflikheid, heerlikheid
o, die liewe werklikheid - wat nou gedaan?
Werk van my, droom daarby, pligsgetrou
sal voortbou -
o, die liewe lieflikheid, wat nou gedaan!
Skielik onthou: 'Kersie brand sag en flou
in die stroopblikdeksel nou...'
'O Goedheids Gods' driestemmig gesing,
sopraan, alt en deskant - vir juffrou Malan
soveel jare al my droomweergawe van
Doktor Serfontein - Theunis Krogh
ontdek in standerd twee
Onmiddelik die huis en Blommeland verlaat -
wou nie meer Liewe Heksie wees nie -
In Keurboslaan gaan bly en gedroom
oor 'Jong Doktor Serfontein: Toe Lodi
die Gees op die berg verskyn het...'
saam geluister terwyl Mnr. Schoonbee
op sy viool gespeel het
Vreugdevol saam Tessa uit die Kaap
weggeloop en by die Hoof gaan bly,
Krynauw was my beste vriend, jong
Spaulding was my grootste maat
Helen Bielefeld het
As goudgeklede koningin in my hart
kom woon, ek het wenede saam met
Dian gesing op die Eistedfodd,
saam met Richard gehuil
toe hy saam met
Doktor weggery het, saam
met Josef getreur toe hy sy
pa se nuutste roman in die
vlamme gewerp het in 'n
vreeslike woedebui...
O, die liewe lieflikheid, loflikheid, heerlikheid
o, die liewe werklikheid - wat nou gedaan!
Die reptielbrein-sindroom
Ek lees op oor hoe Atlantis gestig is
deur buiteplanetêre wesens wat toe die land laat sink het
met hul onheilskennis
en hoe groot reptiele eens hul DNA met ons gene gemeng het
en daarom het ons almal 'n reptielbrein –
ek 'figure' net my reptielbrein funksioneer nog
want my hele lewe is net
'n bondel primitiewe angs
en oorlewingsgevegte....
…dis die rede hoekom ek met my nagemaakte mensheid
net helfte van alles doen wat ander mense gewoonlik doen.
Flirtasie
O flikkervergelyker
jy bedwelm my met jou knipoognewel
met skielike blouverheldering
die groenflits van ‘n blouson - gevolg deur
beeldvertroebeling
O aanjaagvuurpyl van pyn
in boegskokangs en breuksonesmart
vernietigende uitbrandingsoomblik
O my koolstofster sonder glans....
Stilsonjare 2000
In onderste verduisteringstydperk
groot die kosmologiese afstand
groot die kosmologiese rooiverskuiwing
wenend in my kraterkuil
o my sekelson
o my sekelmaan se punt...
Kom jul krepuskulêre skemerstrale
vasgevang in dwarsbeweging
O siklotrongeliefde
o versnelde subatomiese hartdeeltjies!
............................................. ............................2000
! Tydbroekspypdinge En Superstringe / Down The Trousers of Time
Ek huil emmers vol water omdat
Mr Adorable-Lovable op sy eie
donkerwolk-dooie-aarde-kaasdraak-
ellende- vuur-en-swael-planeet sit
en niks met feëmense en toorkrag
uit te waaie wil hê nie –
Maar ek sweef terselfdertyd op die
wolke omdat Okefenokee-Alligator
vir Shahrazd-Nyl-Krokodil reptiel-
breinvoedsel verskaf - en op mag-
lev-treine rondjaag, al met die
“ley-lines” langs – en omdat
Die multiversum verskeie broekspyp-
alternatiewe bied langs die tydhelling-
broekspyp af! Ek skryf sommer ‘n
Afrikaanse blog om al die tydbroeks-
pypdinge en superstringe bymekaar
te sit, en meer moontlikhede te
Realiseer - hoe gaan dit met die skrywery
met die goeie, kontemplatiewe, kompulsiewe
Mnr-Landdros–Die-Slaaplose en sy
digterlike opwellinge in die nanag,
vroegdag, middag en aand?
Vriendelike groete,
Die Nylkrokodil
Down The Trousers of Time: Crying and laughing a the same time about crocodiles, mag-lev trains and ley-lines down the trousers of time...
Die Haarsliert – The Hairstring*
Hier is ‘n lang haarsliert wat
my aanhoudend kielie, wat
soos ‘n swaard my oog deur-
boor, ek wil guitig daardeur
loer en laat my hare groei
Maar die haarfrustrasie is
haas ondraaglik, my linker-
oog raak blind soos wat die
haarpunt gedurig daarin
steek, hoe op aarde
Hou ander vroue dit? As
dit so aanhou, sal ek
hand aan eie lewe
slaan!
* A string of hair keeps falling into my eye and irritates me to death!
poem by Margaret Alice
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Yesterdays
Aren't we sick of yesterdays
that got us where we are?
All the yesterdays that got us here
and still we've not gotten far.
Aren't we tired of the yesterdays
that seem to haunt our dreams?
All the yesterdays have become todays
and nothing changes it seems.
Aren't we afraid of the yesterdays
that have never gone away?
All the yesterdays have come again
and now we have to pay.
The price we pay for yesterdays
is the sorrow we see today.
For the masses have become so used to them
that their feet are stuck in clay.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Ontluisterend
Kom je in
een sfeer van licht
en versta je
het gedicht,
kunt de muziek al
horen spelen,
zit zelf in de band
die als geen ander kent
wat valt te delen.
Dan snaar de woorden maar,
bedaar de moordenaar,
verklaar de klank voor-waar.
Laat door de nauwe spleten
van de angst een spiegel klaar
voor hen die willen weten.
Deel het vibrato
langs kwatrijnen
of langs quadrofonen,
wees een falsetto of zo
die plots weer zal verdwijnen
in kwijnende tonen.
Spuug muren vol van oker
langs je handen,
en ben de joker
op te hete stranden,
de regenboog voor
tante Door
Ja grijp de luit,
gooi het eruit,
voordat het zal
verbranden.
poem by Madrason writer
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Akker blaar
Een aand se trane van Liefde loop
Gevoelins van twee aan mekaar verkoop
Dit als verander in ´n derde probleem
In die ooste met die son embleem
Na die weste met die hang van berge
Die son brand en berge krap die hart tot op sy nerwe
Gooi jou akker blaar in die wind verwaai
Laat haar toe dat die wind haar oplaai
Waai saam die weste wind
Want weste wind waai na die ooste
Haar hart so deurmekaar soos akker blare
Jy weet daar pomp liefde in haar are
Ek gee aan haar al my sons ondergange
Met blare wat waai onder die son teen berge se hange
Sal sy takke en bande knip
En weer terug waai na my
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(Afrikaans) Winter Hart
In die hartjie van die winter
in die winter van my hart
Lê ‘n leegte ongeneeslik
‘n Koue donker pad
Soos die storm wat hier buite dreig
die sneeu wat wit kom lê
Is daar koue in my lewe
is daar niks wat ek kan sê
Soos die winter windjie waai
en die wolke sneeu laat val
Is daar leegte binne my
‘n hol kol en dis al
Van somer soene
en sonskyn liefde
Na oë wat geen sins glans
as ek jou nie kan hê nie
sien ek vir niks anders kans
Die spasie waar jy pas
is in die holte van my hart
En niks sal ooit jou plek vat nie
niks behalwe smart.
poem by Carike Klokow
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Dont Fall Apart On Me Tonight
Just a minute before you leave, girl,
Just a minute before you touch the door.
What is it that youre trying to achieve, girl?
Do you think we can talk about it some more?
You know, the streets are filled with vipers
Whove lost all ray of hope,
You know, it aint even safe no more
In the palace of the pope.
Dont fall apart on me tonight,
I just dont think that I could handle it.
Dont fall apart on me tonight,
Yesterdays just a memory,
Tomorrow is never what its supposed to be
And I need you, yeah.
Come over here from over there, girl,
Sit down here. you can have my chair.
I cant see us goin anywhere, girl.
The only place open is a thousand miles away and I cant take you there.
I wish Id have been a doctor,
Maybe Id have saved some life that had been lost,
Maybe Id have done some good in the world
stead of burning every bridge I crossed.
Dont fall apart on me tonight,
I just dont think that I could handle it.
Dont fall apart on me tonight,
Yesterdays just a memory,
Tomorrow is never what its supposed to be
And I need you, oh, yeah.
I aint too good at conversation, girl,
So you might not know exactly how I feel,
But if I could, Id bring you to the mountaintop, girl,
And build you a house made out of stainless steel.
But its like Im stuck inside a painting
Thats hanging in the louvre,
My throat start to tickle and my nose itches
But I know that I cant move.
Dont fall apart on me tonight,
I just dont think that I could handle it.
Dont fall apart on me tonight,
Yesterdays gone but the past lives on,
Tomorrows just one step beyond
And I need you, oh, yeah.
Who are these people who are walking towards you?
Do you know them or will there be a fight?
With their humorless smiles so easy to see through,
Can they tell you whats wrong from whats right?
Do you remember st. james street
Where you blew jackie p.s mind?
You were so fine, clark gable would have fell at your feet
And laid his life on the line.
Lets try to get beneath the surface waste, girl,
No more booby traps and bombs,
No more decadence and charm,
No more affection thats misplaced, girl,
No more mudcake creatures lying in your arms.
What about that millionaire with the drumsticks in his pants?
He looked so baffled and so bewildered
When he played and we didnt dance.
Dont fall apart on me tonight,
I just dont think that I could handle it.
Dont fall apart on me tonight,
Yesterdays just a memory,
Tomorrow is never what its supposed to be
And I need you, yeah.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Yesterdays Child
Roy orbison/bill dees
I see the face of yesterdays child,
Living in a state of in between.
Is there a place for yesterdays child,
Searching for an unforgotten dream?
Looking for rainbows at midnight,
Hoping tomorrow will come.
Will time erase for yesterdays child?
What will the child become?
I hear the voice of yesterdays child
Echoing my name, my name, my name.
Is there a choice for yesterdays child,
Seeking shelter from the falling rain?
Chasing a butterfly lover,
Making a run for the sun.
Who will rejoice for yesterdays child?
What is the game to be won?
Will you draw?
Will you fold?
Will you start playing wild?
What is the future for yesterdays child?
Will you turn to dust,
Or go to the sea, racing with destiny?
Oh,look at me,
Born to be yesterdays child.
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Europa Een
Europa -jij stier
zonder ballen-
ooit zo fier,
laat Athene vallen
als een deerne
van te lichte zeden.
Want ooit door Zeus
ontvoerd bereden
wordt ze nu klassiek
Oudipeus bestreden
met je eigen liefde
voor ontkenning.
Wat betekent
Demokratie ook al weer
als men verrekend
heeft laat men de eer,
en heer Tyrannus
met zijn zweepje
knallen, Oh Europa
jij stier zonder.....
poem by Madrason writer
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Yesterday's Papers
Who wants yesterdays papers
Who wants yesterdays girl
Who wants yesterdays papers
Nobody in the world
After this time I finally learned
After the pain and hurt
After all this what have I achieved
I've realized it's time to leave
Cause
Cho wants yesterdays papers
Who wants yesterdays girl
Who wants yesterdays papers
Nobody in the world
Living a life of constant change
Every day means the turn of a page
Yesterdays papers are such bad news
Same thing applies to me and you
Who wants yesterdays papers
Who wants yesterdays girl
Who wants yesterdays papers
Nobody in the world
Seems very hard to have just one girl
When there's a million in the world
All of these people just can't wait
To fall right into their big mistake
Who wants yesterdays papers
Who wants yesterdays girl
Who wants yesterdays papers
Nobody in the world
song performed by by Rolling Stones from Between The Buttons
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Verlate en Vergete
Aleen in die wereld
So eensaam na jy weg is
My hart in stukkies
Gebroke en aleen
Sit ek en luister na die branders
Wat op die rotse breek
vluister ek jou naam
soos die reen druppels op die dak
dit lyk of die maan saam met my huil
die blink ogies van miljoene sterretjies
wat na my kyk
as of hulle my verdriet kan aanvoel
the aroma van jou skeurmiddel nog vars on my
asof jy enige oomblik by die deur gaan inkom
my enigste troos is die lughuis in die verte
hoe kon jy dit aan ons doen
poem by Persian Khushi
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That nobody knows
I know that nobody knows
what the future really holds
and that the yesterdays stay behind
and the tomorrows wait for themselves
and I only ask: give me today.
Let me now read love
in your eyes
and let this day be
like the only time
that I am here.
Nothing I can do to yesterday
and about the tomorrows
only destiny knows
which determines it
and here and now
is what I actually have.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Tomorrow
We don’t know what tomorrow may bring
But we want something that will make our hearts sing.
And the things that will make our hearts sing
Is the beautiful memories that it brings.
What is tomorrow but another day
Another day of living, another day of giving
Another day of sharing, another day of caring.
All of our tomorrows will be yesterdays
And all our yesterdays are our pasts
And it will be another memory that will last.
Watching all the Doo wop groups of yester year
On wpbt made me feel old as can be.
With each tomorrow brings you closer to old age
And your life will never be the same.
I will take all my tomorrows and hold them
Like a newborn child, and give thanks to god above
For showing me how to love.
And when my tomorrows become my yester years
With everyone that I know, these memories I will share.
poem by Louis Rams
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The World Starts Tonight
(ronnie scott/steve wolfe)
Producers for bonnie: david mackay, ronnie scott, steve wolfe
Tonight Im gonna love you
Tonight Im gonna try
Tonight I will take my foot off that brake
Cause you made me grasp
What is over is past
And the world starts tonight
Oooh oooh oooh...the world starts tonight
Tonight Im gonna love you
Tonight I know Ill find
That the world still goes on
Just a part of its gone
Cause you made me grasp
What is over is past
And the world starts tonight
Oooh oooh oooh...the world starts tonight
Baby, oh baby, I made a mistake
I thought love was something, they no longer made
But since you have brought back, some love to my eyes
My doubting of people, no longer applies
Tonight I will take my foot off that brake
Cause you made me grasp
What is over is past
And the world starts tonight
Oooh oooh oooh...the world starts tonight
Oooh oooh oooh...the world starts tonight
song performed by by Bonnie Tyler
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Today and Tonight
Today you have long day.
Tonight you have long night.
Today you have something to do.
Tonight you have done something.
Today you don't know why.
Tonight you knew why.
Today you face the shine.
Tonight you face the dark.
Today you holding on.
Tonight you missing.
Today you drive along the way.
Tonight you drive yourself crazy.
Today you should love.
Tonight you shouldn't love.
Today you thought you see nothing.
Tonight you thought you'd seen everything.
Today you are somebody.
Tonight you are shadow.
Today you are lazy lover.
Tonight you are dream lover.
Today you are in real world.
Tonight you are in secret world.
Today you wish.
Tonight you would.
Today you want someone you like.
Tonight you want your love.
Today you have the sun.
Tonight you have the stars.
Today let it flow like no tomorrow.
Tonight let it be sweet memories.
Yesterday is now today by now!
Yesterday is now today!
Yesterdays' today is in the past.
Yesterdays past is today's past,
but yesterdays' tomorrow is today's' past, and its' future.
Tomorrow's' past is today's' future,
and tomorrow is today by now.
Tomorrow doesn't know yesterday,
but tomorrow's yesterday knows the future and the past.
Today is the future and the past.
Today's' future is now the past.
Today's' past is in the future,
but today's' future is tomorrow's past and future.
The futures past can be today.
The future is tomorrow and today.
The futures future is in the future,
but the future knows the past, tomorrow, today, and yesterday.
poem by pantor of the Oaks
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Child Of Yesterday
The child that plays
Upon the sands
Of yesterdays soon sorrow
The child that laughs
Within ones heart
Of yesterdays tomorrow
The child that smiles
Upon ones soul
Of yesterdays warm light
Is the child that lives
Within each breath
Of yesterdays delight
poem by Zoe Elsworth
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Yesterdays Songs
Written by: neil diamond
Yesterdays songs
Dont stay around long
Not much anymore
Yesterdays words
Dont make themselves heard
Like they did before
Baby, yesterdays blues
May be yesterdays news
But the truth always stays the same
And good things will never change
Like sayin I love you
Sayin I love you
Yesterdays songs
Dont seem to belong
Theyre here and theyre gone
Yesterdays moves
Dont stay in the grooves
They keep moving on
Maybe yesterdays rhyme
Was for yesterdays time
And the futures not ours to see
But theres some things that always will be
Like sayin I love you
Sayin I love you
song performed by by Neil Diamond
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