“The air is getting hotter
There’s a rumbling in the skies
I’ve been wading through the high muddy water
With the heat rising in my eyes
Every day your memory grows dimmer
It doesn’t haunt me like it did before
I’ve been walking through the middle of nowhere
Trying to get to heaven before they close the door.”
(Bob Dylan in Trying to get to heaven)
Chertal (B)
“Rise up, rise up,
And, as the trumpet blowing
Chases the dreams of men,
As the dawn glowing
The stars that left unlit
The land and water,
Rise up and scatter …”
(E. Thomas in The trumpet)
Seraing (B)
“A sound of a distant horn,
O’er shadowed lake is borne,
my father’s song.”
(Charles Yves)
Seraing (B)