RÉECRITURE PASTIOR : Owl ! music of table

Original ! Merci pour la traduction.

Music on the table.
Tina is in the seventh cloud and groan at the orange sky. She asks: what it is like to be a flower now ? She says: i'm gonna be a mother. The father says that a flower was a power before. Tina paint her sky and says: dad bless me with your angel's wing.Feathers dig onto the flower and it takes six seconds . The father cover a section. Tina feel. He says she is a section of him, she have a taste of flower. She asks: what could-it be to be like a flower after ?The father says that a woman is a cloud and that an orange is a fruit. Tina drop a tear. The father sweeps. The father says that it is just rain in her garden. He says that Tina is a garden now. Tina says: horned garden. The father peels orange and says: we don't give a shit about whoever get horns or not. Tina don't say anything. She sleeps like a garden now. She don't dream about the skrewers but flowers.Cool to have a Dad.

pandaworks a écrit:Tina don't say anything.

Une variante : Tina don't say nothing
Une autre, du Yorkshire : Tina don't say nowt (nought)

Et puis je me suis amusée à passer les références du texte au Babelfish qui ne comprend rien mais alors rien aux l', comme les anglophones en fait ! Ça donne :

Extract of After l' is and l' west, Textual, L' collection; eye of the poet, 2001, translation Alain Jadot, original version in Höricht, Klaus RAM, 1975)

Tu vois Panda, you live in l'is !