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The Birds In The Eye Of The Bolder from Fran Hoebergen on Vimeo.
Thank you Dirk for lending me your vocals and your accent.
(english translation of the monologue below)
The Birds In The Eye Of The Bolder
Look!
Look at them
Just sitting
On the roof
With their beaks
And their paws
They don't give a damn
While we're walking properly
Through the streets
They don't give a shit
But literally though
They shit on everything
And then they leave again
Shitting
Noises!
Croaking
Whistling
Scratching
With their beaks
And their paws
In the gutters
That man
Over there on the corner
Bought an airgun lately
Those are legal
Unless they're shortened
No you can't do that
He woke up every morning at five o'clock
No everything
Which we're working so hard on
Everything we do
To make our lives here
More pleasant
They're throwing a spanner in it
Rules are rules
And you should obey them
That will make it better for everyone
And they
Pretend like they don't care
Lately
One got hit
A french frie lay
On the street
A madam advanced
In her BMW
That pretty one from the X5 series
He did not want to step aside
And paid the consequences, haha
I'd prefer to see it differently though
But that's what you get
She wasn't even driving fast
She didn't see him either
Because her eyes barely reached above the steering wheel
I could hear the crunches
I was together with the club
Eating some ice-cream at Fredsons'
Sickening it was
She got out
Lifted him off the ground
And like that
His intestines
Just slid out of his belly
It wasn't pretty
She laid him away a little further
Next to a bench on the boulevard
I would have called someone
You can't just leave it there
Just a hideous sight
That ice cream had gotten a bad taste
They do it to themselves
And are ruining it
For the others
Look, there goes another one
They come and go
Whenever they want to
Agreements?
They will never meet them
And don't forget about
Them gooders
Who throw bread
They just keep maintaining their sort
And what do we get for it in return?
My wife says
You should just leave them at peace
And they'll leave you at peace also
But what do we gain out of that?
They're still here!
Everywhere!
Profiteers, that's what they are
You're not able to check on them
One moment they're here
And the other they're across the border
No ones able to stop them
See, it's not as if we've got it bad
But we didn't get here out of nothing
This place also used to be a chaos at first
But look at that
The beautiful public gardens
Them buxus
The people from the township
Are raking the ground there every week
The ones with the orange vests
It doesn't come easy for them either
But they'll succeed
And guess who's making a mess again?
Exactly...
Everything we've got
Has become for a reason, right?
That's because we learn from our mistakes.