

But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun
Crying like a fire in the sun
Look out the saints are comin' through
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.
(Bob Dylan, "It's All Over Now, Baby Blue", 1965)
Μπας και βρισκεται στον πατο της Κολασης, Κυριε, η πορτα της Παραδεισος; (Ν. Καζαντζακης, "Αδερφοφαδες")
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