Playing Cards with Judas in the lounge of our hotel
And I ask while we’re playing if he likes it there in hell
Judas doesn’t answer,
he just laughs and plays his hand
Lights another cigarette and turns toward the band
I have no missionary zeal I say
No armies fighting sin
But I’ll keep playing, I’ll keep playing
Until I win
I always loved the blues he says
from behind that grin
I stack and deal them again
Your friends have good intentions,
But they’re a thousand years too late
A few buildings and commandments
Won’t save you from your fate.
I have no missionary zeal I say
I don’t believe in sin
But I’ll keep playing, I’ll keep playing
Until I win
(Sarah Slean)
Jeg leser Dante for tiden, og liker det. Med dette sier jeg ikke at jeg forstår alt uten hjelp fra mange små fotnoter, men at jeg liker Dante... Han var sikkert en bra kar han. Der han vandret rundt i firenzes gater. For å ikke si dyktig... Helvete har fått ny betydning for meg nå.
31 januar 2007
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rare jenta...
e perchè...?
perché a te piace Dante. Ma a me piacciono le persone strane, lo sai;)
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