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tirsdag 10. januar 2012

kjærlighetens opprinnelse.

fra filmen hedwig and the angry inch, som er så tøff og morsom og trist og vakker.


when the earth was still flat, and clouds made of fire
and mountains stretched up to the sky - sometimes higher
folks roamed the earth like big, rolling kegs
they had two sets of arms, they had two sets of legs
they had two faces peering out of one giant head
so they could watch all around them as they talked while they read
and they never knew nothing of love
it was before the origin of love

now, there were three sexes then, one that looked like two men
glued up back to back, they were called the children of the sun
and similar in shape and girth were the children of they earth
they looked like two girls rolled up in one
and the children of the moon was like a fork shoved on a spoon
they was part sun, part earth, part daughter, part son
ah, the origin of love

now, the gods grew quite scared of our strength and defiance
and thor said, "i'm gonna kill them all with my hammer, like i killed the giants."
but zeus said, "no, you better let me use my lightning-like scissors,
like i cut the legs of the whales, dinosaurs into lizards."
and then he grabbed up some bolts, he let out a laugh
said, "i'll split them right down the middle, gonna cut them right up in half!"
and then, storm clouds gathered above, into great balls of fire

and then fire shot down from the sky in bolts
like shining blades of a knife
and it ripped right through the flesh
of the children of the sun and the moon and the earth
and some indian god sowed the wound up to a hole
pulled it 'round to our bellies to remind us of the price we pay
and osiris and the gods of the nile
gathered up a big storm
to blow a hurricane to scatter us away
a flood of wind and rain to wash us all away
and if we don't behave, they'll cut us down again
and we'll be hoppin' 'round on one foot and looking through one eye

last time i saw you, we'd just split in two
you was looking at me, i was looking at you
you had a way so familiar, i could not recognize
'cause you had blood on your face, i had blood in my eyes
but i could swear by your expression that the pain down in your soul
was the same as the one down in mine
that's the pain that cuts a straight line down through the heart
we called it love

we wrapped our arms around each other, tried to shove ourselves back together
we was making love, making love
it was the same, dark evening, such a long time ago, when, by the mighty hand of jove
it was the sad story how we became lonely, two-legged creatures
the story, the origin of love, that's the origin of love

2 kommentarer:

  1. åh, den var fantastisk Kjersti! Takk:)

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  2. "but i could swear, by your expression, that the pain down in your soul
    was the same as the one down in mine
    that's the pain that cuts a straight line down through the heart
    we called it love"
    Så inderleg vakkert og sårt og trist. Takk for at du posta dette. <3

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