Genussgedanken von Matthias Grenda
Genussgedanken von Matthias Grenda

Kulturfarmer

Genussgedanken zum Donnerstag, dem 30.04.2020

Kein Licht ohne Schatten. Kein Genuss ohne Entbehrung. In Gedenken an meine Ex-Ehefrau Anita, die letzte Nacht verstarb. Anita entstammte einer jüdischen Familie aus Springfield, New Jersey, was sie natürlich zu einem großen Fan von Bruce Springsteen werden ließ. Ich werde die Jahre mit ihr in den USA von 1990 bis 1997 in guter und dankbarer Erinnerung behalten. Gute Reise, liebe Anita. Hier ist der Text zu ihrem Lieblingslied:

Born to Run – Bruce Springsteen

In the day we sweat it out on the streets of a runaway American dream
At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines
Sprung from cages on Highway 9
Chrome-wheeled, fuel-injected and steppin‘ out over the line

Oh, baby, this town rips the bones from your back
It’s a death trap
It’s a suicide rap
We gotta get out while we’re young
‚Cause tramps like us
Baby, we were born to run
Yes, girl, we were

Wendy, let me in, I wanna be your friend
I wanna guard your dreams and visions
Just wrap your legs ‚round these velvet rims
And strap your hands ‚cross my engines
Together we could break this trap
We’ll run ‚til we drop, and baby, we’ll never go back

Oh, will you walk with me out on the wire?
‚Cause, baby, I’m just a scared and lonely rider
But I gotta know how it feels
I wanna know if love is wild
Babe, I wanna know if love is real
Oh, can you show me?

Beyond the palace
Hemi-powered drones scream down the boulevard
Girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors
And the boys try to look so hard

The amusement park rises bold and stark
Kids are huddled on the beach in the mist
I wanna die with you, Wendy, on the street tonight
In an everlasting kiss

One, two, three, four
The highway’s jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive
Everybody’s out on the run tonight, but there’s no place left to hide
Together, Wendy, we can live with the sadness
I’ll love you with all of the madness in my soul

Oh, someday, girl, I don’t know when
We’re gonna get to that place where we really wanna go
And we’ll walk in the sun
But ‚til then, tramps like us
Baby, we were born to run
Aw, honey, tramps like us
Baby, we were born to run
Come on, Wendy, tramps like us
Baby, we were born to run

Run
Mmm
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Mmm
Whoa
Oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Born to Run. Das Gleiche gilt auch für Dich. Du musst es nur tun.

Also, Dir trotzdem einen schönen Genusstag und bleib gesund!

 

Play it loud!