Eg står der. På busshaldeplassen. Eg snur meg til venstre. Eg ser to som står og klemmer kvarandre. Dei er gamle. Dei er forelska. Dei slepper ikkje taket. Dei klemmer kvarandre utan å sleppe. Dei kyssar kvarandre. Dei ler og kosar seg. Det gamle paret. Når ein ser dette. Har ein ikkje noko val. Då kan ein ikkje anna enn å bli god og glad. Og varm. Kjærleiken fins. Han er der. Godt å få beviset. Det hender ikkje berre på film. Heldigvis.
Neste morgon startar eg dagen med eit skumbad, og syklar for å kjøpe sprudlande vin.
torsdag 30. oktober 2008
lørdag 11. oktober 2008
oh way oh
she was a beatle
running up a tree
why she did it
only she could see
every other beatle
crawled under a rock
they were afraid:
"we could get a shock!"
but our little lady
the beatle, the hero
she struggeled har way up
to the big 'give-oh'
the 'give-oh', my friends
was her invension
and I will tell you
if you pay attention
when you find a place
which gives you an "oh!"
seek it again
cause you found a "give-oh"!
the beatle, our friend
she sat quite still
on top of a leaf
to watch a beautiful hill
with no thoughts on her mind
she knew this was good
why she had crawled up
she now understood
this was the tale
I wanted to share
with the people I love
and the people who dare
running up a tree
why she did it
only she could see
every other beatle
crawled under a rock
they were afraid:
"we could get a shock!"
but our little lady
the beatle, the hero
she struggeled har way up
to the big 'give-oh'
the 'give-oh', my friends
was her invension
and I will tell you
if you pay attention
when you find a place
which gives you an "oh!"
seek it again
cause you found a "give-oh"!
the beatle, our friend
she sat quite still
on top of a leaf
to watch a beautiful hill
with no thoughts on her mind
she knew this was good
why she had crawled up
she now understood
this was the tale
I wanted to share
with the people I love
and the people who dare
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