Breathe
Respira
Original: →Übersetzung:
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Originaltext
Do we expect the pen to know what it's writing
Just what is exciting on the page?
Shakespeare meets Houdini on a damp and misty night
Such as this
Not a word in the sky
Not a drop
This world is flowing
I've always known all language is liquid
Shakespeare meets Houdini on a damp and misty night
Such as this
Do we expect the pen to know what it's writing
Just what is exciting on the page?
The mind is a wordless sky
The world of words meaningless
Breathe and we blow them away
The great escape of human breath
Without sound, shape, or illusion
[..]
Resolved, dissolved, but not forgotten
Words sift through this mental horizon
There they sit, there they lie
And there they sit still
Not a word in the sky
Do we expect the pen to know what it's writing
Just what is exciting on the page?
The mind is a wordless sky
The world of words meaningless
Except to the greater eye
Breathe and we blow them away
Just what is exciting on the page?
Shakespeare meets Houdini on a damp and misty night
Such as this
Not a word in the sky
Not a drop
This world is flowing
I've always known all language is liquid
Shakespeare meets Houdini on a damp and misty night
Such as this
Do we expect the pen to know what it's writing
Just what is exciting on the page?
The mind is a wordless sky
The world of words meaningless
Breathe and we blow them away
The great escape of human breath
Without sound, shape, or illusion
[..]
Resolved, dissolved, but not forgotten
Words sift through this mental horizon
There they sit, there they lie
And there they sit still
Not a word in the sky
Do we expect the pen to know what it's writing
Just what is exciting on the page?
The mind is a wordless sky
The world of words meaningless
Except to the greater eye
Breathe and we blow them away
Übersetzung
esperamos la pluma para saber que esta escribiendo
solo que es excitante en la pagina?
Shakespeare se encuentra con houdini en una humeda y mistica noche
como esta
ni una palabra en el cielo
ni una gota
este mundo esta fluyendo
siempre he esperado que todo el lenguaje es liquido
Shakespeare conoce a houdini en una noche humeda y mistica
com oesta
esperamos la pluma para saber que es lo que esta escribiendo
solo lo que excitante en la pagina?
la mente es un cielo sin palabras
el mundo de las palabras sin significado
respira y nosotros los abriremos
el gran escape del respiro humano
sin sonido, forma o ilusion
[..]
resolvido, disolvido, pero no olvidado
palabras tamizando a traves de este horizonte mental
ahí se sientan, ahí están
y ahí se siguen sentando
ni una palabra en el cielo
esperamos la pluma para saber que es lo que esta escribiendo
solo lo que excitante en la pagina?
la mente es un cielo sin palabras
el mundo de las palabras sin significado
excepto por el ojo mas grandioso
respira y nosotros los abriremos
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