Rodolphe Burger & Philippe Poirier Play Kat Onoma - The Radio | Текст песни

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The radio that told me about the death of Billy The Kid
(And the day, a hot summer day, with birds in the sky)
Let us fake out a frontier – a poem somebody could
hide in with a sheriff’s posse after him – a thousand miles
of it if it is necessary for him to go a thousand miles – a
poem with no hard corners, no houses to get lost in, no
underwebbing of customary magic, no New York Jew
salesmen of amethyst pajamas, only a place where Billy
The Kid can hide when he shoots people.
Torture gardens and scenic railways. The radio
That told me about the death of Billy The Kid
The poem. In all that distance who could recognize his face.

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