KODACHROME - 6. Janvāris 2008
6. Janvāris 2008
6.1.08 14:17
Sveetdienas riits un miiljotajam garas kaajas.Caur putekljusuuceeja ruukonju censhos saklausiit oranzhos viljnjus naakoshus no Latvijas. Divu gadu laikaa nomainiijushies diidzheji.
khm.
skumstu peec maajaam.
Peec riitiem vecmammas istabaa, beec kafijas smarzhas un teeta kraakshanas. peec radu telefonzvaniem un tiem nezinaamas izcelsmes telpaugiem uz palodzeem.peec paskastiites iztukshoshanas momenta 12:30...
skumstu , dzerot jasmiinu teeju.
un kaa nu tur bija?
skumstu kaa seekljinja vaarnu izkaarpiitaa zemee.
vai kaadam te gadiijumaa neatradiisies jolandas silanzhes ( taas pashas kas Jo) garadarbs par Indiaanju cilts meiteni?

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6.1.08 14:58
Honey – I want to be a winter
Please, help me – no, not like that
- What blizzards? What snowstorms?
I want to be winter in summer

- No, I won’t be a limp puddle!
- No, I won’t be the hell knows what!
I will be
you’ll see I will be!
I will be a frozen doublebass

- Conductor! – the first fiddle!
- Conductor! – dark is the night!
- Conductor! – a heart does not break like that
a heart breaks shiver by shiver
like tears

- And, by the way,
isn’t it too early?
- What? – your time is already up?
- What? – and not a minute longer?
Honey, wake up!
I don’t succeed
Honey, I was out of luck
Skylark, how’s that?
so, let us stay here
in the summer of sleet

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