Τρίτη, 27 Αυγούστου 2013

#3


Recitativo, Scena, Aria e Cabaletta



Recitativo

After having a session with a Chinese expert on Hungarian music
I walked down the street
Trees, water
Trees and ducks
Trees
I dunno how, I arrived at her place
Knock the door, she opens
(pronounced with a certain mood)
Her place typical Dutch.
Black dress, or just dark color
We enter the living room

Scena

White room
White walls
White chairs
White room
White table
without chairs
White room
without walls
White walls
like a hospital
White fireplace
no fire
no fireplace
we are sitting on
White chairs
nearby the fireplace
White table
She told me “I wanna divorce”
I told her “I dunno, the situation is...”
Her husband entered the room

Aria

Tall with dark hair
his eyes
his lips
his skin
naked
White towel
(probably he was having a shower)
White towel
dark eyes
dark hair
mmmmmmm
MACHO
(lowering her eyes)
forgive me
Handsome
mmmmmmmmmm
we shook hands
his hands
his strenght
his dark hand
his dark strenght
White towel
He said “Hi!”
I said “I have nothing to say...”

I thought that he knew that I know about the divorce
I remained speechless
Then I left
Walking down the street
explosive thoughts

Cabaletta

Is she going to divorce?
Is he going to divorce?
Are they going to divorce?
I want him mine

Is she going to divorce?
Is he going to divorce?
Are they going to divorce?
I want him mine
What' s the matter?

Is she going to divorce?
Is he going to divorce?
Are they going to divorce?
What' s the matter?
I want him mine

Is she going to divorce?
Is he going to divorce?
What' s the matter?
Are they going to divorce?
I want him mine

Is she going to divorce?
What' s the matter?
Is he going to divorce?
Are they going to divorce?
I want him mine

What' s the matter?
I want him mine

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