“Lord, I ain’t goin’ down to no race track
See no sports car run
I don’t have no sports car
And I don’t even care to have one
I can walk anytime around the block.”
(Bob Dylan in Bob Dylan’s blues)
Saint-Nicolas (B)
When the path narrows
Come in …!
Memories are growing into my room
Image réalisée avec l’autorisation de la SPI n°… 2015/07/01 – Site en réaffectation, Val Benoit, Liège –www.valbenoit.be
"Dead leaves blew into my room,
And alighted upon my bed,
And a tree declared to the gloom
Its sorrow that they were shed.
One leaf of them touched my hand,
And I thought that it was you
There stood as you used to stand
And saying at last you knew."
(Th. Hardy in I marked when the weather changed)
Liège (B)
