Merce Cunningham Songtext

tutto succede in un attimo.
l'immagine non ᨠpiṠun torrente che scorre
fra le rocce. muovendosi dalla
sorgente a dove sfocia.

(everything happens in a whirlwind
the picture is no more a stream
that runs through the stones
moving from the source to where it flows.)
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