31 Temmuz 2014 Perşembe

Grace Slick “White Rabbit” şarkısını söylemeye devam eder…

"but I don't want to go among mad people," Alice remarked.
"oh, you can't help that," said the cat:
"we're all mad here. I'm mad. you're mad."
"how do you know I'm mad?" said Alice.
"you must be," said the cat, "or you wouldn't have come here."

"Deli insanların arasına gitmek istemiyorum," diye hayıflanır Alice.
"Başka çaren yok" der Kedi.
"Hepimiz deliyiz burada. Ben deliyim. Sen delisin."
"Benim deli olduğumu nereden biliyorsun?" diye sorar Alice.
"Mutlaka delisindir" der Kedi.
"Öyle olmasaydın buraya gelmezdin."



One pill makes you larger And one pill makes you small And the ones that mother gives you Don't do anything at all Go ask Alice When she's ten feet tall And if you go chasing rabbits And you know you're going to fall Tell 'em a hookah smoking caterpillar Has given you the call to Call Alice When she was just small When the men on the chessboard Get up and tell you where to go And you've just had some kind of mushroom And your mind is moving low Go ask Alice I think she'll know When logic and proportion Have fallen sloppy dead And the White Knight is talking backwards And the Red Queen's "off with her head!" Remember what the dormouse said; Feed your head Feed your head