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and waking up next
to you, painted in moonlight
and shadows; at ease
Det var ett missförstånd, jag kan förklara!
2005 gjorde jag och Anna ett återbesök på Hultsfredsfestivalen för att se Nine Inch Nails, och på väg hem mot tälten någon av kvällarna går vi förbi ett camp där man, som i de flesta andra, har en havtaskig bandare med musik.
Anna stannar till och utbrister någonting i stil med "Sjöng han verkligen I wish I was an ogre?!" Nej, det gjorde han dessvärre inte, men just den raden fastnade i huvudet på mig, och min musa attackerade mig senare under natten, vilket resulterade i denna inte på något sätt seriösa monstrositet.
Så här 5 år senare blev jag dock tvungen att ändra några rader för att inte totalkrossa allt vad grammatik heter.. sorry, Anna.
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I was a mighty ogre
and you a little gnome;
I chased you through the forest
and took you to my home
deep inside the mountain
so far beneath the earth
I had you be my little slave
to cook and clean the hearth
to wash my dirty laundry
to vacuum, iron, sew
- you started as a helpless toy
the suddenly I knew;
You were to me quite lovely
as your beady eyes met mine
I felt just like some horrid troll
and you, you were so fine
"I love you" that was what I said,
"my gorgeous, grey-green gnome,
whom I chased through the forest
and captured in my home"
From the finger of a corpse I took
this ring I give to you;
I pray you will accept it
and say "I love you too"
You took the ring and you said
in your trembling gnomish voice
"As you´re five times the size of me
it seem I have no choice"
"I take the ring but beg of you
be gentle, there´s a risk, you see
that as we face out wedding night
it will be the end of me...
And I would
And I would
and I would play as Nero did
among the flames of of Rome
to see that look
upon Your face
one more time
And I would
and I would leave in ashes
All the holy books
erase every word
if it was not a word
that had passed softly
over Your lips
And I would
and I would desecrate the tombs
of every saint and king;
every man of woman born
leave their names forgotten
because, just because
they were not You
And I would
and I would raze all the forests
uproot each single tree
in jealousy, to stop
them growing tall and proud
as I can not
without You.
Kort uppdatering
Läser:
Ian C. Esselmont - Return of the Crimson Guard: a novel of the Malazan Empire
Aarto Paasilinna - Kollektivt Självmord
Paul Davies - Gud och den Nya Fysiken
Lyssnar på:
Abney Park - Aether Shanties
Attrition - In the Realm of Hungry Ghosts
Emilie Autumn - A Bit of This and That
Tittar på:
The Dark Crystal - http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0083791/
Legend of the Drunken Master - http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0111512/
Iron Monkey - http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0108148/
Maybe I really did steal your heart too
but I´m such a perfect criminal
that you never noticed
December; Birth of
Mithras stolen. Ursurped by
undead carpenter
(Okey, okey.. jag orkade helt enkelt inte vara seriöst poetisk in i det sista. Mea culpa, mea maxima culpa...)
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