Pill 43

How many years of my life I have lost
Believing I was all alone?
How many times will it take it to me
Before I accept what I am?

The answer, I know,
Is somewhere in my brain
The answer is my end I don't find.

How many times will I be on my knees
Falling down road after road?...
How much part of myself will I break
Refusing my tenderness and love?

I am scared at the light
I try to hide my face
I am scared of my own
Body and mind.

But maybe one day after those years of pain
I will at last understand?
Accept that I can't positively repair
All for what in the past I have failed?

The night I sleep
Getting out my fear
You will maybe be proud of me?
I will stop to break my tenderness and
Love
And stand on my feet until the end.

When endly in my dreams
I'll see you, Daddy, smile
I'll know that my shame will disappear

When endly in my dreams
I'll see you, Daddy, smile
I'll know, know and know
Yes, that my shame will
Disappear.

(Marie-Jo Simenon - tratto da Georges Simenon, Memorie intime, pagg. 1011-1012, Adelphi editore)



Blowin' in the wind

How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, 'n' 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.

How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

How many years can a mountain exist
Before it's washed to the sea?
Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free?
Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head,
Pretending he just doesn't see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

(Bob Dylan)

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