Lyrics go. silbende_kunst: Cologne 2013.

Hydrangeas

As always,
there hung the lute and the lamp.

The Grandfather gave us light.
The Grandfather wrote a song,
with sad hand, on the edge of a paper.

As always,
there hung the lute and the lamp.

The Grandfather gave us light.
The Grandmother opened a window.
A rustling sound went

through the hydrangeas.

Schwarzweißaufnahme zweier Karussellpferde. Das vordere Pferd blickt uns an, während das hintere in einer Bewegungsunschärfe mit dem bewegten Hintergrund verschwimmt.