9.3.09

ich kann sie nicht ertragen

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"That´s another reason that Marek was wrong, because when the pictures are put  together as a grid they make a big picture. The Sarajevo when it was put as a grid it looks like one big picture. The family pictures too, when they are hang together they bring you over, they work like a big picture. And there´s none of that in this show here. It´s all in the hanging. You can change the feeling completely by how you hang.

"Diane Arbus interview"





I love Diane


25.1.09

Das weisse Kaninchen



Allegro

The last evening.
In a coffe bar.
You and friends.

You don't see me.

I see you. I record
everything in my head.

You laugh.

You talk.

You stand up.

You come back.

You laugh again,
You talk again.

You are on the phone.
(She loves chatting on the phone)
You are speaking an interesting piece of gossip.

The time goes.
I am sketches in my notebook.

You stand up and you put coats on.
A short time after.
You go out.

Some days you are alone,
other days you are with your friends.
To play that I am in love.
Everydays I am here.

I do not want to say anything, imaging you is enough.


A lot of days

A lot of cafe,
At the end 
I have fallen in love again.

                     O

Allegro

La otra tarde
En un café.
Tu y amigos.

No me ves

Te observo
Grabo todo
en mi cabeza.

Ríes.

Hablas.

Te levantas.

Vuelves.

Vuelves a reír.
Vuelves a hablar.

Hablas por teléfono
(le encanta hablar por teléfono)
Cuentas un interesante cotilleo.

El tiempo pasa.
Estoy dibujado en mi libreta.

Te levantas.
Te pones el abrigo.
Despues de un monmento
te vas.

Un día sola,
otro con tus amigos.
Jugar a que estoy enamorado.
Yo todos los dias aqui.

No quiero decir nada.
Es suficiente imaginarte.

De tantos días,
de tantos cafés,
Al final volví a enamorarme.

24.1.09

Der Voayeur





-It´s what she wants.
 She´ll come to me 
 when you are asleep.

-Then i won´t sleep

                                     adagio ma non troppo

-Don´t you see?
 I come from your memory of her.
 That´s the problem.
 I´m not a complete person.
 In your memory, you get to 
 control everything.
 So even if you remember 
 something wrong, I am predetermined
 to carry it out.
 
 My voice sounds the way it does
 because that´s how you remember it.
 
 I am suicidal because 
 that´s how you remember me.


           O

-Eso es lo que ella quiere.
 Ella vendra a mí cuando
 estes dormido.

-Entonces no voy a dormir.

                        adagio ma non troppo

-No lo ves?
 Yo surjo de tu
 recuerdo de ella.
 Ese es el problema.
 No soy una persona
 completa.
 En tu memoria, tu lo
 decides todo.
 Si tu recuerdas mal
 alguna cosa, yo estoy
 predeterminada a llevarla
 a cabo.

 Mi voz suena asi
 por que asi la tienes presente.

 Soy una suicida por que asi
 resido en tu mente.

22.1.09

Der Traugottesdienst dem romantischer


She 
The same actress
describes the photografy.

A clean,
grey
and rich
place.

She thinks she is getting older,

-Is he sleeping, maybe?
She talked about that
at that very minute.

It would have been beatiful
to get on a roof and shout to river
everything...
(extremely literary, almost twee).

He is very young yet.
He searched for the coin in the fund
Pocket
and...
but, of course, there are already no boxes
and there is already no romance,
improvisation,
chance ...

She could not say anythig to him
the world closed her mouth.

Curtain up.



        O

Ella
La misma actriz
describe la fotografía.

Un lugar
limpio
gris
y rico.

Piensa que envejece,
-¿igual duerme?
de eso habló
en ese preciso momento.

Hubiera sido hermoso
subirse a un tejado y gritarle al río
todo lo que...
(extremadamente literario, rozando lo cursi).

El es aun muy joven.
Buscó la moneda en el fondo
del bolsillo
y....
pero claro ya no hay cabinas
ya no hay romanticismo.
improvisación
casualidad...

No pudo decirle nada
el mundo tapo su boca.

Se levanta el telón.

In der Stunde dem Tee


She was just the tears un the teapot,
She was scared of fish.
Today, she only wants to win battles,
So:
The curtain falls over her body, like a gillotina.
She crawled under it.

Zas!
Zas!
Zas!

She hits the ground with her hands.

She gets up violently.
With one hand she dries her tears.
With the other hand, she pressees her sex as she wanted to remove it.
But this is not the intention, it is just pure pleasure.
Her face changes from the rawest disappointment, 
to an unbreable lightness that makes her laugh like a crazy.

JA

JA
JA
JAJAJAJJAJAJAJAJAJJA!


JAJAJA!

Laugh
Dance
a she sings:


Chasing a monsoon over the dune
Oh fly me to the moon
get me there soon
I don´t have to prove
I´ll last longer than you
One hump or two any handicap will do against you
I´ll be there soon-over the moon
I´ll be there soon-over the moon
Chasing a monsoon over the dune
Oh fly me to the moon, get me there soon.



Today she is other.


      
                              O

Ella fue solo lagrimas en la tetera,
Le asustaba el pescado
Hoy solo quiere ganar batallas,
Asi que:
Cae el telón sobre su cuerpo,
como si fuera una gillotína.
Ella bajo el arrastrándose.

Zas!
Zas!
Zas!

Golpea el suelo con sus manos.

De manera violenta se levanta.
Con una mano seca sus lagrimas.
Con la otra aprieta su sexo como si quisiera eliminarlo,
Pero la intención no es esa, es puro placer.
Su rostro cambia de la mas cruda decepción,
a una insoportable levedad que le hace reir como una loca

JA!

JA!
JAJAJAJAJAJJAJAJAJJ!

JAJAJAJAJJAJAJAJAJJA!


Ríe,
baila
y canta:

Chasing a monsoon over the dune
Oh fly me to the moon
get me there soon
I don´t have to prove
I´ll last longer than you
One hump or two any handicap will do against ypu
I´ll be there soon-over the moon
I´ll be there soon-over the moon
Chasing a monsoon over the dune
Oh fly me tothe moon get me there soon.

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