Poesie 01

Zeitgenosse, Thursday, 08.02.2007, 15:06 (vor 6880 Tagen) @ Ekki

Die Frau ist eine Glucke, sie sucht die Bindung. Ihr Streben ist eindeutig auf das Ziel der Verschmelzung mit ihm gerichtet.

Der Mann ist ambivalent. Er will Beute machen, dann weiter ziehen. Dem Wolf kann es aber auch zu einsam werden, dann will er wieder einkehren, im günstigsten Fall zurückkommen. Bis im die Bindung zu eng wird und der Freiheitsdrang sich erneut Bahn bricht.

Das sind diametrale Gegensätze, die sich allenfalls punktuell und zeitlich begrenzt ergänzen können. Im großen Ganzen herrscht Divergenz. Daher der Frust, daher der Haß.

Mal was aus männlicher Sicht:

Desperado

Desperado, why don't you come to your senses
You've been out ridin' fences,
for so long - now.
Ohh you're a hard one.
I know that you've got your reasons.
These things that are pleasin'you
Can hurt you somehow.

Don't you draw the queen of diamonds boy
She'll beat you if she's able.
You know the queen of hearts is always your best bet.
Now it seems to me, some fine things
Have been laid upon your table.
But you only want the ones
That you can't get.

Desperado,
Ohhhh you aint getting no younger.
Your pain and your hunger,
They're driving you home.
And freedom, ohh freedom.
Well that's just some people talking.
Your prison is walking through this world all alone.

Don't your feet get cold in the winter time?
The sky won't snow and the sun won't shine.
It's hard to tell the night time from the day.
And you're losing all your highs and lows
aint it funny how the feeling goes
away...

Desperado,
Why don't you come to your senses?
Climb down from your fences, open the gate.
It may be rainin', but there's a rainbow above you.
You better let somebody love you.
(let sombody love you)
You better let somebody love you...ohhh..hooo
before it's too..oooo.. late.

(Henley/Frey)

Gruß

Zeitgenosse