A DREAM: KNOWING A FOREIGN LANGUAGE WITHOUT UNDERSTANDING IT.

teeth & tongue will be in Cairo very soon.

this blog will document their encounters in the cairosphere.

teeth & tongue don't speak arabic at all, they are too lazy.

however they would like to be other people's voice.

record yourself saying anything in arabic you want to hear from us.

use the recorder on the right, but don't tell us what it means.

teeth & tongue will repeat your speech as identic as possible and put it back on this blog, following the talking heads principle.

teeth & tongue, as a membrane of you, thank you.

some of the posts contain large audiofiles, so be patient if you have a slow connection.

use headphones and the Mozilla Firefox internet browser for best results.

find your way and make your own sound mix.

3/09/2007

Ash, The woman of the dream, 1994

I saw myself in the bed of the lighting, sleeping to the wounds
My finger is diving in the seas of passion
Opening my hymns, singing the last thing I wrote about her
Going into the crazy world of her eyes
Climbing up to the dream
To her star which stayed in the night of her childhood desert
But when the monster sweeps the suns from the café of my blood
She leaves my soul without a shelter
And in my hand the reminds of the last stars
She travelled

(self-translation)
Publié par tongue
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