I made a remix of several Kennedy famous speeches by John F. Kennedy with the original recordings of news broadcasts surrounding the assassination of the president.
The track begins with with the shot that killed the president.
I know that I shall meet my fate
Somewhere among the clouds above;
Those that I fight I do not hate
Those that I guard I do not love;
My country is Kiltartan Cross,
My countrymen Kiltartan’s poor,
No likely end could bring them loss
Or leave them happier than before.
Nor law, nor duty bade me fight,
Nor public man, nor cheering crowds,
A lonely impulse of delight
Drove to this tumult in the clouds;
I balanced all, brought all to mind,
The years to come seemed waste of breath,
A waste of breath the years behind
In balance with this life, this death.
An Irish Airman Foresees His Death
W. B. Yeats – 1865-1939
Hartseer
Om hartseer te wees
hartseer lewe
spyt
kan nie vorentoe beweeg nie
of Terugas die wolke daar is
en die son verlig my siel nie
Thou know’st ’tis common; all that lives must die,
Passing through nature to eternityLike as the waves make towards the pebbl’d shore,
So do our minutes hasten to their end
Original track Chris Zabriskie -I Dont See the Branches I See the Leaves
Orginal track Mello C – Deporaju
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What I have learned is that cruel fate gives us few opportunities to totally connect with the soul of another.
