Wat schoonheid tempert de onrust

Dit prachtige lied van “Laboratorium Piesni” doet sommigen onder ons dagdromen. Schoonheid komt uit vele richtingen uiteraard, maar het tempert de onrust waarmee we soms te maken hebben, zeker nu. Er ontstaat soms (creatieve) ruimte om te dromen over wat wel of niet kan, en tegelijk geeft schoonheid ons een duw in de rug om verder te gaan, en verder te kijken dan deze dag. Deze dag heeft immers genoeg aan zichzelf.

Tekst bij het lied:

Near my garden
Near my garden an apple tree was blooming

It was blooming in white
It was blooming in white and had red apples

And who would collect them for me?
And who would collect them for me, while Jasio got angry?

He got angry and I don’t know why
He got angry and I don’t know why, and was visiting me, I don’t know why

And he kept coming all spring long
And he kept coming all spring long, he was asking my mother when I’ll grow

And he kept coming all summer long
And he kept coming all summer long, I’ was giving him a kiss for that

And he kept coming all autumn long
And he kept coming all summer long, I was putting apples in his pocket

And he kept coming all winter long
And he kept coming all winter long, I was letting him uner my eiderdown

Afbeelding: Laboratorium Piesni