Hvor var elefantens øje? Eller noget om yndlingssko, der ikke kan mere…
28. april 2015Ja, så skete det. Lige pludselig kunne jeg mærke kold luft på min venstre fodballe. Og det var rigtig nok: Mine yndlingssko havde fået et nydeligt fem kroner stort hul, som gav fri adgang for den friske forårsluft til min nøgne fod. Og det varede kun et splitsekund før Traffic og deres “Hole in my shoe” lød for mit indre øre. Men hvor var elefanten i tyggegummitræet eller soldaterne eller albatrossen…!?
I looked to the sky
Where an elephant’s eye
Was looking at me
From a bubblegum tree
And all that I knew
The hole in my shoe
Was letting in water (letting in water)
I walked through a field
That just wasn’t real
Where 100 tin soldiers
Would shoot at my shoulder
And all that I knew
The hole in my shoe
Was letting in water (letting in water)
(I climbed on the back of a giant albatross
Which flew through a crack in the cloud
To a place where happiness reigned all year round
Where music played ever so loudly)
I started to fall
And suddenly woke
And the dew on the grass
It stuck to my coat
And all that I knew
The hole in my shoe
Was letting in water (letting in water)
