“Nessuno vi ha avvertiti”

I look at you all see the love there that’s sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps

I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping
Still my guitar gently weeps

I don’t know why nobody told you how to unfold yourlove
I don’t know how someone controlled you
They bought and sold you.
I look at the world and I notice it’s turning
While my guitar gently weeps
With every mistake we must surely be learning
Still my guitar gently weeps

I don’t know how you were diverted
You were perverted too

I don’t know how you were inverted

No one alerted you.

I look at you all see the love there that’s sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps
Look at you all . . .
Still my guitar gently weeps.

Immaginando una colonna sonora per una poesia…

http://www.moebius.fr/ Nogent-sur-Marne, 8 maggio 1938 – Parigi, 10 marzo 2012