a song

Travelling on a bus the other day, I listened to this song again, and I listened many times, and it struck me: I think this is — must be — the song Rudi kept singing to me during all those years. I never knew. But now you get a song instead of a proper post. That’s good, I believe.

Incidentally, and perhaps surprisingly, it was Morrissey’s advice that led me to Fernando Pessoa. Long ago.


2 thoughts on “a song

  1. In the port of Lisbon… the sea ode…I see ships coming and going…. You have got to love it

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