Rainy evening of the rainy day. Tired of metaphysics. Listening to the music by Nina Ramsby and Martin Hederos made me feel Swedishly poetic and behold: I am expanding my language repertoire. I made a poem in Swedish, not in my own words though but using only the names of their songs on two albums. And here it goes:
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och nu gör ingenting ont
jag har en vän
kanske jag kommer hem
när ingen visste
alla som jag glömmer
innan klockan slagit tolv
hon går nu
stänger min dörr
jag vet en dejlig rosa
med ögon känsliga för grönt
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Pretty good, eh? :)
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