Seaside melody, in the morning, in the dark. After the late concert last night , sleep is deep.
The shower wakens the body, and all the things for this Friday are ready on time.
Sit and wait for the double tolling of Martin's bells for the half hour.
The cat, PRRUR, RUBS IT'S HEAD AGAINST THE LEGS.
CAT GOOD MORNING.
The cat would like food, but there is none.
A few pat's on the feline head will have to do.
Two bells toll, and now walking up the alley. A woman walks the other way, she is going to work early.
Dolores at the bus stop, the bus stop with it's shelter beside the roaring river. She is still wearing her head scarf.
The smoker is at the station, the coffee in the café.
Even the man called Hedgehog is at his place under the silent television set.
And this television has a message displayed across the lower part of the screen.
A news ticker.
Reports of terror in the south of France. In Nice.
Eighty deaths because of one madman in a truck.
Horror in the name of religeon. Blind hatred on the one hand, perverse calculation on the other. Who understands those motives? Where is the gain, and for whom?
the train is in on time today.
and on leaving landshut it passes the little local Rosenheim train, which is also leaving Landshut.
The shower wakens the body, and all the things for this Friday are ready on time.
Sit and wait for the double tolling of Martin's bells for the half hour.
The cat, PRRUR, RUBS IT'S HEAD AGAINST THE LEGS.
CAT GOOD MORNING.
The cat would like food, but there is none.
A few pat's on the feline head will have to do.
Two bells toll, and now walking up the alley. A woman walks the other way, she is going to work early.
Dolores at the bus stop, the bus stop with it's shelter beside the roaring river. She is still wearing her head scarf.
The smoker is at the station, the coffee in the café.
Even the man called Hedgehog is at his place under the silent television set.
And this television has a message displayed across the lower part of the screen.
A news ticker.
Reports of terror in the south of France. In Nice.
Eighty deaths because of one madman in a truck.
Horror in the name of religeon. Blind hatred on the one hand, perverse calculation on the other. Who understands those motives? Where is the gain, and for whom?
the train is in on time today.
and on leaving landshut it passes the little local Rosenheim train, which is also leaving Landshut.
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