Μωρό μου το πήραμε!

(Από τον τοίχο της Γλυκερίας Βασδέκη)


Μαγικό! Εικονοκλαστικό!

Το Nobel λογοτεχνίας* στον

Bob Dylan!

(*τι άλλο από ένας στίχος τραγουδιού

μπορεί να ξετρυπώσει

ένα συναίσθημα που έχεις κρύψει;)


Blowing in the wind

"How many roads must a man walk down

 Before you call him a man?

 How many seas must a white dove sail 

Before she sleeps in the sand? 

Yes, and how many times must the cannon balls fly 

Before they're forever banned? 

The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind 

The answer is blowin' in the wind. 

Yes, and how many years can a mountain exist

 Before it is washed to the sea? 

Yes, and how many years can some people exist 

Before they're allowed to be free? 

Yes, and how many times can a man turn his head 

And pretend that he just doesn't see? 

The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind 

The answer is blowin' in the wind. 

Yes, and how many times must a man look up 

Before he can see the sky? 

Yes, and how many ears must one man have 

Before he can hear people cry?

 Yes, and how many deaths will it take 'til he knows 

That too many people have died? 

The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind 

The answer is blowin' in the wind."