Bells From The Deep - Werner Herzog
“I used to be a Movie-Projectionist —
Now I ring The Bells.
I grew up in an orphanage.
When I was 2, They put me
in a children’s home
because someone had
found me on The Street.
Now I am glad I can
make people happy with My Art.
The People •need•
The Sound of The Bells.
My Name is
Yuri Yuravich Yuraev —
The first people that looked after me
at The Orphanage told me
I had given MYSELF that name.
When they asked My Name,
My First Name,
My Middle Name,
My Family Name,
I always answered “Yuri”.
and so they called me,
‘The Three Yous’.
From that day to this,
I still wonder Who I am, and
What Happened to My Parents.
I never knew them,
and would give anything
in The World to meet them.
I was born in 1944 when
The War was still on —
The War, or more probably
The Stalin Repressions
were the reason why I lost My Parents.
Ever since I keep looking for them,
but all in vain.
The only entries in My Passport
are The Year and Place of My Birth,
the town of Muron; but there is no record there
of anyone that might be My Parents."
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