© 2002 – Herry Mardian
This music, I don’t understand.
The DJ plays in the strange way
The discotheque’s too big
Too crowded, I feel alienated
Something in me said,
“Shut up and dance.
This whole life is a music.
Dance yourself in it.
In the end you’ll understand
the rythm which you dance into.”
maybe i haven’t even try to move my legs….
(HerryMardian, 19 April 2002, 13.45)