“Tell me—I’ve got to know
Tell me—Tell me before I go
Does that flame still burn, Does that fire still glow
Or has it died out and melted like the snow
Tell me
Tell me”
(Bob Dylan in Tell me)
Spa (B)
Un siècle de peinture Belge
This goose escaped from the roasting pan
“So lasset uns all insgemein
Bei g’bratenen Gänsen fröhlich sein!
Die Gäns mit ihrem Dadern, da da da da da da.
Mit ihrem Gschrei und Schnadern da da da da da da da.
Sankt Martin han verraten, da da da da da da.
Darum tut man sie braten.
Dadada dadada dadada dadada dadada dada.”
(Volkslied Martins-Ganß-Liedt)
Grâce-Hollogne (B)
“Lamour”, a butcher shop
“I think I could turn and live with animals, they are so placid and self-contain’d,
I stand and look at them long and long.
They do not sweat and whine about their condition,
They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins,
They do not make me sick discussing their duty to God ….”
(Walt Whitman, no title in “Song of Myself”)
Liège (B)
