Tuli

Γεια σου Tuli. Έξι χρόνια μακρυά από τούτο τον πλανήτη. Είναι πολλά.

Morning morning 

Feel so lonesome in the morning
Morning morning
Morning brings me grief

Sunshine sunshine
Sunshine laughs upon my face
& the glory of the growing
Puts me in my rotting place

Evening evening
Feel so lonesome in the evening
Evening evening
Evening brings me grief

Moonshine moonshine
Moonshine drugs the hills with grace
& the secret of the shining
Seeks to break my simple face

Nighttime nighttime
Kills the blood upon my cheek
Nighttime nighttime
Does not bring me to relief

Starshine starshine
Feel so loving in the starshine
Starshine starshine
Darling kiss me as I weep

Tuli Kupferberg "Morning, morning"

Δες και τη δισκογραφία των The Fugs και το τεύχος 14 του Πανοπτικόν.