What Kind of Language is This?

Personally I’ve never been to found of posting an image, just then to quoute a piece of lyric. Especially when the picture and the lyric has no connection. At least none for us too see.

So, here comes an explanation:

This song is the one which I live by these days. It’s simple meaning and freedom. A little bit of craziness I suppose (no offense given, I hope). Common, daily craziness. To me, at least that seems as a good thing. We need some sort of madness in our daily lives. Not the kind which will kill you or someone around you there and then, but a bit surrealness in it all.

Aerial

The dawn has come
And the wine will run
And the song must be sung
And the flowers are melting
In the sun

I feel I want to be up on the roof
I feel I gotta get up on the roof
Up, up on the roof
Up, up on the roof

Oh the dawn has come
And the song must be sung
And the flowers are melting
What kind of language is this?

What kind of language is this?
I can’t hear a word you’re saying
Tell me what are you singing
In the sun

All of the birds are laughing
All of the birds are laughing
Come on let’s all join in
Come on let’s all join in

I want to be up on the roof
I’ve gotta be up on the roof
Up, up high on the roof
Up, up on the roof
In the sun

– Kate Bush

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One comment on “What Kind of Language is This?”

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