Monday, April 16, 2012

Signifying Nothing.




.....
Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.

 from Macbeth (Act 5, Scene 5)


꺼져라, 꺼져라, 짧은 촛불이여!

인생은 그저 걸어다니는 그림자, 가련한 배우,

무대 위 제 시간에는 으시대고  안달도 해보지만,

물러난 뒤에는 더이상 아무소리도 들리지 않지.

그건 어떤 백치가 떠들어댄 이야기,

사방에 가득한 소리와 격렬한 몸짓들,  아무런 의미가  없다.





Pink Floyd - Eclipse



All that you touch, and
All that you see, and
All that you taste, and 
All you feel, and
All that you love, and
All that you hate, and
All you mistrust, and 
All you save, and 
All that you give, and 
All that you deal, and 
All that you buy,
Beg, borrow, or steal, and 
All you create, and 
All you destroy, and 
All that you do, and 
All that you say, and 
All that you eat, and
Everyone you meet, and 
All that you slight, and
Everyone you fight, and
All that is now, and 
All that is gone, and 
All that's to come, and
Everything under the sun is in tune 
But the sun is eclipsed by the moon



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