Song of Myself
I celebrate myself, and sing myself
And what I assume you shall assume
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you
I celebrate myself, and sing myself
Always the procreant urge of the world
The procreant urge of the world
There was never any more inception than there is now
Nor any more youth or age than there is now
And will never be any more perfection than there is now
Nor any more heaven or hell than there is now
Always the procreant urge of the world
The procreant urge of the world
I've heard what the talkers were talking
The talk of the beginning and the end
But I do not talk of the beginning or the end
Always the procreant urge of the world
The procreant urge of the world
I've heard what the talkers were talking
The talk of the beginning and the end
But I do not talk of the beginning or the end
There was never any more inception than there is now
Nor any more youth or age than there is now, than there is now
And will never be any more perfection than there is now
Nor any more heaven or hell than there is now, than there is now
New now nirinirinew now now
New now nirinirinew now now
*Free adaptation of diferent fragments from the poem
'Song of Myself' by Walt Whitman
The poem was first published by Whitman in 1855
As part of the book 'Leaves of Grass'
And what I assume you shall assume
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you
I celebrate myself, and sing myself
Always the procreant urge of the world
The procreant urge of the world
There was never any more inception than there is now
Nor any more youth or age than there is now
And will never be any more perfection than there is now
Nor any more heaven or hell than there is now
Always the procreant urge of the world
The procreant urge of the world
I've heard what the talkers were talking
The talk of the beginning and the end
But I do not talk of the beginning or the end
Always the procreant urge of the world
The procreant urge of the world
I've heard what the talkers were talking
The talk of the beginning and the end
But I do not talk of the beginning or the end
There was never any more inception than there is now
Nor any more youth or age than there is now, than there is now
And will never be any more perfection than there is now
Nor any more heaven or hell than there is now, than there is now
New now nirinirinew now now
New now nirinirinew now now
*Free adaptation of diferent fragments from the poem
'Song of Myself' by Walt Whitman
The poem was first published by Whitman in 1855
As part of the book 'Leaves of Grass'
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Writer(s): Walt Whitman, Majbritte Ulrikkeholm
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