Komm - little oratorio for four voices and string quartet by Balázs KECSKÉS D.

Kruppa String Quartet (Bálint Kruppa - 1st violin; Éva Osztrosits - 2nd violin; András Kurgyis - viola; Barnabás Baranyai - cello), Roberta Szklenár (soprano), Viola Thurnay (alto), József Csapó (tenor), Dömötör Pintér (bass), Marcell Dénes-Worowski (conductor)

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Komm

Tu es un blanc ou un noir, un homme ou une femme, un riche, ou un pauvre?
Il n'y a plus de machines binaires: question-réponse, masculin-féminin, homme-animal.
(Deleuze-Parnet)

O komm. (Thymich)

Ce ne sont pas des personnes, mais le chiffre de leur propre combinaison. (Deleuze-Parnet)

O komm. (Thymich)

Ce qui compte dans un chemin, ce qui compte dans une ligne, c'est toujours au milieu pas le
le début ni la fin. On est toujours au milieu d'un chemin, au milieu de quelque chose.
(Deluze-Parnet)

O komm. (Thymich)

Teach us to care and not to care
Teach us to sit still
Even among these rocks.
(T. S. Eliot)

O komm. (Thymich)

And let my cry come unto Thee.
(T. S. Eliot)

O komm. (Tyimich)

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Komm

Are you white or black, man or woman, rich or poor?
There are no longer binary machines: question-answer, masculine-feminine, man-animal.
(Deleuze-Parnet)

Oh, come. (Thymich)

These are not people, but the figure of their of their own combination. (Deleuze-Parnet)

Oh, come. (Thymich)

What matters on a path, what matters on a line, is always the middle, not the beginning or the end. We are always in the middle of a path, in the middle of something.
(Deleuze-Parnet)

Oh, come (Thymich)

Teach us to care and not to care
Teach us to sit still
Even among these rocks.
(T. S. Eliot)

Oh, come. (Thymich)

And let my cry come unto Thee.
(T. S. Eliot)

Oh, come. (Tyimich)