In the middle of the road there was a stone
there as a stone in the middle of the road
there was a stone
in the middle of the road there was a stone.
Never should I forget this event
in the life of my fatigued retinas.
Never should I forget that in the middle of the road
there was a stone
there was a stone in the middle of the road
in the middle of the road there was a stone.
translated by Elizabeth Bishop
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Singer, Songwriter and Author from Kyoto, Japan.
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A companion piece in my mind to Chrissie Hynde’s “Middle of the Road”… in a way, some of the same message!
You’re the second person to bring up that Pretenders’ song related to a post of mine. And the album that song is on is one of my favorite of theirs.
Same here. I saw them in concert in Providence RI around that time.
Great concert, I’m sure.
Lindo! 🙂 🙂
I agree. It is beautiful.
Perfect. I’m stoned… in the good way! 😉
I’m glad you think so.