The alarm lights beep, | |
and we see: our turbo lives -- | |
are falling apart. | |
De lampjes piepen, | Die Lichter piepen, |
we zien ons turboleven -- | unser Turbo-Leben fällt -- |
uit elkaar vallen. | schon auseinander. |
Busy people have | |
to watch at high and slow speed -- | |
to see who they are. | |
De drukke mens moet | Der Mensch muss schneller |
versneld en vertraagd kijken -- | und langsamer schauen, um -- |
om zichzelf te zien. | sich selbst zu sehen. |
Evenings are obligatory |
Holiday on sandals |
Composer Glass, Philip | 5-7-5 | ||
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