July 22, 2011 » 0,000000000000000000000000000000333
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Tags: bed, carp, eel, elephant, harpsichord, head, hedgehog, imaginary numbers, numbers, preying mantis, shoe, thumb, whale
This was written in November 2008, I am not 100% sure and I'm lazy to check, but I think it was the 19th of November. There were two options for the title, 3300000000000000000000000000000 and 0,000000000000000000000000000000333, I obviously opted for the later. What a...flattering title.
My 2008 stuff is a sick, sick mess and I am not sure if I can explain what this was about. The only important point is that the number had to be either insanely big or insanely small, in other to be hard to even understand. And yes, ignorance.
I'm thankful for having ideas for Wrong Star in my life, otherwise I would've been a village idiot. Sadly, the half-assed critics would prefer this to Wrong Star.
0,000000000000000000000000000000333
Nekakav slon ti u krevetu spava,
Ali se oseća kao da mu je odsečena glava.
Neka budala ti ježa u cipelu stavi,
Ali od toga palac neće da ti poplavi.
Bogomoljka ti se oko očiju mota,
Ali ne vidi ni parče horizonta.
Kroz snove ti odjekuju orgulje,
ali one ne vrede ni koliko drombulje.
Imaš kita u kadi!
Nekad davno bio je zlatna ribica,
izveo je Salchow za tebe kad je bio jegulja,
proburazio si ga kad je bio šaran.
Mogao bi da ga spaseš. Možda.
Mogao bi, da hoćeš.
Mogao bi, da hoćeš.
Mogao bi, ali nećeš.
Mogao bi, ali to se nikad neće desiti.
To se nikad neće desiti.
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0,000000000000000000000000000000333
There's an elephant in your bed,
But it's feeling slightly decapitated.
There's a hedgehog in your shoe,
But it won't make your toes turn blue.
There's a preying mantis in your eye,
But it doesn't see a single piece of sky.
There's a harpsichord in your sleep,
And it's only going to weep and weep.
There's a whale in your bath tub
Long ago, it used to be a goldfish,
It did a Salchow for you when it was an eel,
You stabbed it when it was a carp.
You could save it. Perhaps.
You could if you wanted to
You could if you wanted to
You could, but you don't want to
You could, but you never will
But you never ever will.
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0,000000000000000000000000000000333
C'è un elefante nel tuo letto,
Ma si pare che è perso la testa.
C'è un riccio nella tua scarpa,
Ma non ti farrà blu i piedi.
C'è una mantide nel tuo occhio,
Ma non può vedere nessuno pezzo del cielo.
C'è un organo nel tuoi sogni,
Ma è veramente come gli scacciapensieri.
C'è una balena nel tuo bagno,
Tanto tempo fa era un pescolino d'oro,
Ha fatto un Salchow per te quando era l'anguilla
L'hai amazzatto quando era la carpa.
Potresti salvarlo. Forse.
Potresti se lo avrei voluto.
Potresti se lo avrei voluto.
Potresti, ma non lo vuoi.
Potresti, ma questo non succederà mai.
Non succederà mai.
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