Λίγη "λαϊκή λογοτεχνία" τώρα...n Το πιο κάτω "ποίημα" γράφτηκε από μέλος της περσινής αποστολής του ΣΕΛΑΣ (στα Λευκά Όρη, 2011) Είναι στα αγγλικά:nLEVKA ORI 2011nnHello darkness my old friend,nI’ve come to talk with you again,nBecause a wind is slightly blowingnIn the body of Levka OrinAnd the vision that was planted in Kostas brainnStill remain, dreaming of … sound of cavingnnHello Annapolis dear villagenI’ve come to cross you againnBecause your beauty’s strongly calling menBecause mistery in your mounts intrigues menAnd some cavers have dansed inside you for 3 yearsnNow they invited us, to share … the dream of cavingnnAnd there people dug and dugnInside the narrow road of Ste
ess HolenWith a boum boum of coffees’ strawnWith Vasilis up at nights alonenAnd the vision of a deeper cave obstrued my mindnWhile swinging the … transe of cavingnnAnd in one night of august i sawnTen thousand stars maybe morenCavers talking without restingnCavers eating sausages without fattingnAnd the full moon brighting in the sky agreesnTo believe in… the sound of cavingnnAll the people worked togethe
In the world of caves agreednAfter 10 days of constant effortsnThe narrow passage blowed awaynShowing the cavers another hard passagennSummer 2011, Anne
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Και ειναι βασισμενο στο τραγουδι "The Sound of Silence", των Simon and Garfunkel, (1965). Οι αρχικοι στιχοι ειναι οι εξης:nnHello darkness, my old friendnI've come to talk with you againnBecause a vision softly creepingnLeft its seeds while I was sleepingnAnd the vision that was planted in my brainnStill remainsnWithin the sound of silencennIn restless dreams I walked alonenNarrow streets of cobblestonen'Neath the halo of a street lampnI tu
ed my collar to the cold and dampnWhen my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon lightnThat split the nightnAnd touched the sound of silencennAnd in the naked light I sawnTen thousand people, maybe morenPeople talking without speakingnPeople hearing without listeningnPeople writing songs that voices never sharenAnd no one darednDisturb the sound of silencenn"Fools", said I, "You do not knownSilence like a cancer growsnHear my words that I might teach younTake my arms that I might reach you"nBut my words, like silent raindrops fellnAnd echoednIn the wells of silencennAnd the people bowed and prayednTo the neon god they madenAnd the sign flashed out its wa
ingnIn the words that it was formingnAnd the sign said, "The words of the prophets are written on the subway wallsnAnd tenement halls"nAnd whispered in the sounds of silence
ed my collar to the cold and dampnWhen my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon lightnThat split the nightnAnd touched the sound of silencennAnd in the naked light I sawnTen thousand people, maybe morenPeople talking without speakingnPeople hearing without listeningnPeople writing songs that voices never sharenAnd no one darednDisturb the sound of silencenn"Fools", said I, "You do not knownSilence like a cancer growsnHear my words that I might teach younTake my arms that I might reach you"nBut my words, like silent raindrops fellnAnd echoednIn the wells of silencennAnd the people bowed and prayednTo the neon god they madenAnd the sign flashed out its wa
ingnIn the words that it was formingnAnd the sign said, "The words of the prophets are written on the subway wallsnAnd tenement halls"nAnd whispered in the sounds of silence
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