Havanna - 2004.12.14

[Ever since I was 8 or 9 I've been standing on the shoreline]

Sunday, August 07, 2005

495. "The pig"

En dikt av 'Lo and behold':

"it was a winter day
the snow was everywhere

I was so glad
I could make snowballs and throw them high up in the air

I took a promenade

everybody I saw was happy
the birds were singing
and the reindeers were practising

but then i saw a pig
sitting on a bench
looking so sad

I asked the pig: why are you so sad?

the pig did not answer
it had an expression of sorrow
and grief

it was in pain

I said: hello pig, why do you cry! you should be glad!

but the pig just looked at me
with eyes full of troubled waters

it was strange
I wished for the pig to be happy
it should not know sadness now,
when christmas was near
I wished it could enjoy the holiday

I left it sitting there,
staring into nothing,
looking like it was the end of the world

I knew that it would certainly cheer up eventually

after all,
christmas has so much to offer
with the gifts and good tv-programs,
the dopp i grytan and sausages and ham and all"

>>> Vem är grisen? Vem är det som sitter där? Jag lyssnar på Tom Waits och läser dikten och det måste vara Tom Waits. Det måste vara Tom Waits.

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