Apart from ancillary thoughts, a nihilist dies. During his death-struggle an anchoret is bend to him. However the dying wise man shows him now through his agonized look that he should leave him alone. But the anchoret screams:
"And would be even the plainest land only stamped through its unevenness, my friend, nothing would be more plain than this unevenness. There has to be a..."
Revolution - every second. It has to be a struggle - every day.
Apart from unnecessary thoughts, an odialist dies. During his death-struggle an anchoret is bend to him. However the dying wise man shows him now through his punishing look that he should leave him alone. But the anchoret... he screams:
"And would be even the most uneven land only stamped through its plains, nothing would be more uneven than this plain. There has to be a..."
Revolution - every second. It has to be a struggle - every day.
"Oh, my friend - I´ll betray you. Oh, my friend - you can´t feel me!" "Oh, my friend - I´ll betray you. Oh, my friend - you can´t see me!"Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
