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Κυριακή 19 Ιουνίου 2011

ΚΑΛΗΜΕΡΑ. ΚΥΙΑΚΗ ΑΦΙΕΡΩΜΕΝΗ ΣΤΟΥΣ ΝΕΟΠΑΣΟΚΟΥΣ ΚΑΙ ΤΟ ΝΕΟΠΑΣΟΚ.



Παλιά μας συνέπαιρνε η επική εκτέλεση του μεγάλου Ray Manzarek (ήταν ο οργανίστας των Doors για τους νεώτερους).

Σήμερα αφιερώνουμε ΚΥΡΙΩΣ τους στίχους του Carl Orff στους Αμετανόητους Εξουσιαστές του ΠΑΣΟΚ που .... ανασχηματιστήκανε: ( statu variabilis ....)

O Fortuna                                                            O Fortune,
velut luna                                                            like the moon
statu variabilis,                                                    you are changeable,
semper crescis                                                      ever waxing
aut decrescis;                                                        and waning;
vita detestabilis                                                      hateful life
nunc obdurat                                                        first oppresses
et tunc curat                                                         and then soothes
ludo mentis aciem,                                                as fancy takes it;
egestatem,                                                               poverty
potestatem                                                             and power
dissolvit ut glaciem.                                        it melts them like ice.

Sors immanis                                                       Fate - monstrous
et inanis,                                                               and empty,
rota tu volubilis,                                                    you whirling wheel,
status malus,                                                     you are malevolent,
vana salus                                                         well-being is vain
semper dissolubilis,                                       and always fades to nothing,
obumbrata                                                               shadowed
et velata                                                                    and veiled
michi quoque niteris;                                                you plague me too;
nunc per ludum                                                       now through the game
dorsum nudum                                                    I bring my bare back
fero tui sceleris.                                                     to your villainy.

Sors salutis                                                           Fate is against me
et virtutis                                                                    in health
michi nunc contraria,                                                 and virtue,
est affectus                                                                driven on
et defectus                                                           and weighted down,
semper in angaria.                                                    always enslaved.
Hac in hora                                                        So at this hour
sine mora                                                           without delay
corde pulsum tangite;                                    pluck the vibrating strings;
quod per sortem                                                               since Fate
sternit fortem,                                                   strikes down the strong man,
mecum omnes plangite!                                       everyone weep with me!

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