Saying goodbye to my daughter at night - by
The sound down low, the impossible blue
/ of the Water Cube in Beijing filling the screen.
/
/ A young diver stands on the…
The sound down low, the impossible blue
/ of the Water Cube in Beijing filling the screen.
/
/ A young diver stands on the…
You have picked me out.
Through a distant shot of a building burning
you have noticed now
that a white cotton shirt is twirling, turning.
Here even the valley of the shadow of death / has taken upon itself the mantle of beauty.
Mar chleasaiche-sorcais ann an cartùn-TV,
/ a’ dàibhigeadh le snasmhorachd ghlan
/ bho chòmhnard bheag 60 troigh a dh’ àirde
/ a-steach dha ghlainne làn bùirn.
/
/ Ri…
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