Wednesday, March 06, 2002

I take a bottle of wine and I go to drink it among the flowers.
We are always three - counting my shadow and my friend the shimmering moon.
Happily the moon knows nothing of drinking, and my shadow is never thirsty.
When I sing, the moon listens to me in silence.
When I dance, my shadow dances too.
After all festivities, the guests must depart:
This sadness I do not know.
When I go home, the moon goes with me
And my shadow follows me.
Li-Po

Link - Bits'n'Bobs

I listened to Li-Po on "Summit" from China (1979), a perfect Vangelis album.

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