Mails per a Hipàtia

There was a time when ignorance made

our innocence strong

There was a time when we all thought

we could do no wrong

There was a time, so long ago

there was a time

But here we are in the calm before the storm

While the orchestra plays, they build barricades

to help close the doors

While the musician sings, the holocaust rings

cymbals of war

In the cities we stare at the things that were there

and no longer are and in our hearts

Here we are again in the calm before the storm, oh

There was a time when we had an idea

whose time hadn’t come

They kept changing its name, so we could still pretend

it was not really gone

We heard our screams turn into song

and back into screams again and here we are again

Here we are in the calm before the storm, oh

Here we are, here we are

in the calm before the storm

Here we are, here we are

in the calm before the storm

Here we are, here we are

in the calm before the storm

Here we are, here we are

in the calm before the storm, hey

Here we are, here, here we are, here

in the calm before the storm

Here we are, here, here we are

in the calm before the storm

Here we are, here we are

in the calm before the storm

Lou Reed (1942-2013)