Μνήμη ποιητή
και μεταφραστή Γιώργου Μπλάνα
(Αιγάλεω
1959- Κυριακή 18 Φεβρουαρίου 2024)
This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end
Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I'll never look into your eyes...again
Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need...of
some...stranger's hand
In a...desperate land
Lost in a Roman...wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah
There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the King's highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby
Ride the snake, ride the snake
To the lake, the ancient lake, baby
The snake is long, seven miles
Ride the snake...he's old, and his skin
is cold
The west is the best The west is the
best
Get
here, and we'll do the rest
The
blue bus is callin' us
The
blue bus is callin' us
Driver,
where you taken' us
The
killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on
He
took a face from the ancient gallery
And
he walked on down the hall
He
went into the room where his sister lived, and...then he
Paid
a visit to his brother, and then he
He
walked on down the hall, and
And
he came to a door...and he looked inside
Father,
yes son, I want to kill you
Mother...I
want to...WAAAAAA
C'mon baby,--------- No "take a chance
with us"
C'mon
baby, take a chance with us
C'mon
baby, take a chance with us
And
meet me at the back of the blue bus
Doin'
a blue rock
On
a blue bus
Doin'
a blue rock
C'mon,
yeah
Kill,
kill, kill, kill, kill, kill
This
is the end
Beautiful
friend
This
is the end
My
only friend, the end
It
hurts to set you free
But
you'll never follow me
The
end of laughter and soft lies
The
end of nights we tried to die
This
is the end.
THE END,
THE
DOORS
Πειραιάς 19/2/2024
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