Lezing Joke Hermsen in Oss in 2010 (twee liedjes)

Oj, wifil jorn
Senen farforn,
Sait ich bin a milner
Ot o do;
Di reder drejen sich,
Di jorn gejen sich,
Ich bin schojn alt un grajs un gro

S’ is teg varhanen
‘ch wil mich dermonen
Tsu ‘ch hob gehat
A schtikl glik –
Di jorn gejen sich
Kejn entwer is nit do zurik

‘ch hob gehert sogn,
Men wel mich farjogn
Arojs fun dorf
Un fun der mil;
Di jorn gehen sich,
Oj, on an ek un on a tsil

Fun glik vartribn
Bin ich geblibn,
On wajb, on kind,
O do alejn;
Di jorn gejen sich,
Un ejlent bin ich wi a schtejn

Wu wel ich wojnen?
Wer wet mich schojnen?
Ich bin schojn alt,
Ich bin schojn mid –
Di jorn gejen sich,
Un ojch mit sej gejt ojs der Jid.

Dem milners trern
Geschreven door
Mark Warschawski
(rond 1900)
Uitvoering: Zupfgeigenhandel
Op de cd Jiddische Lieder (Pläne 1979)

Time –
He's waiting in the wings
He speaks of senseless things
His script is you and me, boy

Time –
He flexes like a whore
Falls wanking to the floor
His trick is you and me, boy

Time –
In Quaaludes and red wine
Demanding Billy Dolls
And other friends of mine
Take your time

The sniper in the brain, regurgitating drain
Incestuous and vain, and many other last
names
I look at my watch it say 9:25 and I think "Oh
God I'm still alive"

We should be on by now
Lai, lai, lai, lai, lai, lai, lai, lai

You –
are not a victim
You –
just scream with boredom
You –
are not evicting time

Chimes - Goddamn, you're looking old
You'll freeze and catch a cold
'Cause you've left your coat behind
Take your time
Breaking up is hard, but keeping dark is hateful
I had so many dreams, I had so many breakthroughs
But you, my love, were kind, but love has left you dreamless
The door to dreams was closed, your park was real and
greenless
Perhaps you're smiling now, smiling through this darkness
But all I have to give is guilt for dreaming

Lai, lai, lai, lai, lai, lai, lai, lai, lai

David Bowie
Time
Van de cd Aladdin sane (RCA 1973)

Ticking away the moments
that make up a dull day
Fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way

Kicking around on a piece of ground in your
home town
Waiting for someone or something to show
you the way

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to
watch the rain
And you are young and life is long and there
is time to kill today

And then one day you find ten years have got
behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the
starting gun

And you run and you run to catch up with the
sun, but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again

The sun is the same
in a relative way,
but you're older
Shorter of breath and
one day closer to death

Every year is getting shorter,
never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught
or half a page of scribbled lines

Hanging on in quiet desperation
is the English way
The time is gone,
the song is over,
thought I'd something more to say

Home, home again
I like to be here when I can
And when I come home cold and tired
It’s good to warm my bones beside the fire

Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells.

Time van Pink Floyd
Geschreven door Roger Waters
Cd Dark side of the moon (1973)

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