Well, I didn't tell anyone, but a bird flew by; saw what I'd done. He set up a nest outside and he sang about what I'd become. He sang so loud, sang so clear. I was afraid all the neighbors would hear, so I invited him in just to reason with him. I promised I wouldn't do it again.
But he sang louder and louder inside the house and now I couldn't get him out.
I trapped him under a cardboard box, stood on it to make him stop. Picked up the bird and battled with him. I said: "That's the last song you'll ever sing." Held him down, broke his neck; taught him a lesson he wouldn't forget.
But in my dreams began to creep that old familiar, "Tweet, tweet, tweet."
I opened my mouth to scream and shout. I waved my arms and flapped about, but i couldn't scream and I couldn't shout.
The song was coming from my mouth.
But he sang louder and louder inside the house and now I couldn't get him out.
I trapped him under a cardboard box, stood on it to make him stop. Picked up the bird and battled with him. I said: "That's the last song you'll ever sing." Held him down, broke his neck; taught him a lesson he wouldn't forget.
But in my dreams began to creep that old familiar, "Tweet, tweet, tweet."
I opened my mouth to scream and shout. I waved my arms and flapped about, but i couldn't scream and I couldn't shout.
The song was coming from my mouth.
5 yorum:
The Tell-Tale Heart gibin, canım babam Poe'dan.
Şimdi okudum. Hatta öyle ki şarkının sözleri bile aynı hikayeden alınmış gibi. Çok garip. Bir de o son nedir öyle?
Sanki Poe oturmuş da benim için yazmış bunu, bu akşam.
Belki göndermeli şarkıdır, ağızdan öpmeli film gibi. Son niye senin için yazılmış sanki ki?
Bunu çok farklı bir platformda ele almak isterim Sayın Demirel.
optimal.
Yorum Gönder