Where have you been
And then what did you do
It's four o'clock
The canvas unravels
Yes, scattered
She is a scattered mother
Fearing her son is missing
Make him come home
Yes, scattered
"He is a lost son"
Thinks Telemachus, why
Not return home?
He bids farewell to the boats
Lies down on the harbor
The fisherman then
Will light the hook
Scattered
Lying and scattered
Two rocks are clinging
Higher than the tide
Don't shout
Don't stamp your feet
I hear you trembling
Mind where you walk
And don't go to the right
Please pass from behind...
Why follow the vein?
Why stop already?
'Where is he now?
What did he do today?
When is he coming back
And, will he come back?'
Yes, isn't the night so beautiful
In its fading in and out
From dusk to dawn
Metamorphosis, we shall return
Yes, it's ten o'clock
A phone rings
Forget it
Penelope's calling Ulysses
Where Have You
been?
What Have You
done?
Why did you say 'Yes'
Why
did
you say
Yes?
To Whom?
To her?
Yes.
