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To A Teacher (Dear Heather, 2004)
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Hurt once and for all into silence. A long pain ending without a song to prove it.
Who could stand beside you so close to Eden, when you glinted in every eye the held-high razor, shivering every ram and son?
And now the silent looney-bin, where the shadows live in the rafters like day-weary bats, until the turning mind, a radar signal, lures them to exaggerate mountain-size on the white stone wall your tiny limp.
How can I leave you in such a house? Are there no more saints and wizards to praise their ways with pupils, no more evil to stun with the slap of a wet red tongue?
Did you confuse the Messiah in a mirror and rest because he had finally come?
Let me cry Help beside you, Teacher. I have entered under this dark roof as fearlessly as an honoured son enters his father’s house.
Posvećeno A. M. Kleinu (1909-1972) Tekst i glazba: Leonard Cohen Producentica: Leanne Ungar Aranžirao i izveo: Leonard Cohen
(c) 2004 Old Ideas LLC (BMI)
Tekst je istoimena pjesma iz zbirke The Spice-Box Of Earth (1961)
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