"An endless row of living sculptures brought together by the same subway line, the same direction, the same intention of taking the train to get caught and carried away by the urban flow. All their motions slowed down, they are graceful and stainless, holding their breath waiting for their train to pull into the station." - what the video shows in Adam Magyar's words.
Slow motion video of people waiting at train station. Open this piece by Chopin along with this one and enjoy the mesmerizing video.
He also captured the same video in Berlin(Alexanderplatz) and NYC(Grand Terminal). You can check them here: http://vimeo.com/adammagyar
English Translation of Paul Valery's poem "Le Cimetière Marin" read by Scottish singer Elisabeth Fraser.
Absolutely wonderful reading, beautiful and hypnotic voice. However, it omits the last 6 stanzas, the last stanza is my favorite one. This is the last stanza of this poem, the ending:
The wind is rising! . . . We must try to live! The huge air opens and shuts my book: the wave Dares to explode out of the rocks in reeking Spray. Fly away, my sun-bewildered pages! Break, waves! Break up with your rejoicing surges This quiet roof where sails like doves were pecking.
Great song by Russian rock legend Виктор Цой (Viktor Tsoi).
The song is about cycle of human history, meaningless wars, unachievable dreams and inevitable death under the star called sun.
White snow and black ice On the cracked earth. As a patchwork blanket lays on it - And this city is in the road loop. Floating clouds over the city, Closing the heavenly light. Over the town - yellow smoke And the city two thousand years old,
Lived under the light of a star named the Sun
And for two thousand years there is war, War without special reasons. War is a matter of the young, İt's medicine against wrinkles. The red, red blood - In an hour is simply earth, And after two on it is flowers and grass, And after three it is alive again
And warmed by the rays of star called the Sun
And we know that it has always been, That the fate would like special ones, Those who lives by the other rules and laws , And who were born to die young. He did not know the words "yes" and "no" He did not know the orders and ranks, And he was able to reach the stars, He did not think it was a dream.
