Laguna waltz .
It was a night on the Venice laguna .
obscure waltz made of an acrid tide.
In the distance the yellow eyes
of the city threatened .
Puzzle of entwined flesh and steel.
Sleeping lunar gardens
the shipwrecked echo crosses ...
Polka schnell .
Crazy polka that twists and turns ,
caught up in a sensual vertigo !
At the ambassador's ball ,
The Hofburg gets dizzy !
Light and fragrant carried away
in the arms of the handsome hussar !
Champagne ! Champagne !
Perpetuum mobile .
I like when the orchestra spins a little drunk !
The violons no longer themselves seriously
and double basses courting the stars ...
Indocile fantasy quartet ,big bang bug !
Led zeppelin takes Johan Strauss
on a one-way trip to the hotel california !
Le baron tsigane .
Baron tsigane waiting for me in Buda.
My heart is cut in two on the danube bridge.
A pretty princess still dreaming
in the old Pest palace ...
Gypsy play me again that hungarian dance
of happy days !
All that's left to drink is nostalgia ...
I'll break my glass and go back to war...
I'll be forgotten ln my pretty princess 'dream.
What does it matter to die ?
Only the bitter burn of liquor
can soothes my aching soul ...
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lorenz (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 1st, 2025 11:14
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Comments2
In the world of the transient, only art is capable of giving the illusion of eternity.
Is it really an illusion ? I wonder ...
Such a colorful piece! A literary and musical symphony. Words echo with notes, and images - with melodies🌟🎶
Music is a story that come from the inside !
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