Here you stand
stretching a hand,
Commendatore, and however torn the wrists,
palms are firm, marbelous flesh
pulses like hot. But I would say I should desist
from such a clasp,
for the prophecy means
that I should never trust
such a hand in the best of dreams!
Treading canes, treading plains,
this near shore,
that other one
we are on right away,
these clots of clay,
that oak stem Morse typing contains,
or the lightning chains
painted roses' names
on the slope steep of the golden peak
that is being climbed
by a flambeau rite,
farewell to light all to one admit,
the way lobsters, trouts, seagulls, owls, serpents, rodents, wolves and foxes,
will all come to me;
water, air, herbs and stones, nectars, fire, pines and snow
they will paint for me.
Roots creep and sweep, wrinkles respire,
half-stunned, the half-moon is fleeting away to
the north of the ridge,
the city's on fire,
silent and cloudless air is feinting
a wolven eye.
It's a harmless one; keep on watching it, keep on going shy,
in the headlight beam you let it burn to dust,
you let it fade to dark when it turns over high
the way lobsters, trouts, seagulls, owls, serpents, rodents, wolves and foxes
will all come to me;
water, air, herbs and stones, nectars, fire, pines and snow
they will paint for me.
I'm here to rest too...
I'm here to rest, too, here to rest, too, lobsters! trouts! Will come to me...
Water, air, herbs and stones, nectars, fire, pines and snow
they will paint for me...
Will come to me...
Original: altwall.net/texts.php?show=tequilajazzz&number=39903
Original/1997: kroogi.com/player/iframe/365244?locale=en
Original/video: www.youtube.com/watch?v=9MboVX93rsM (traditional animation)
Canonical/2000: music.yandex.ru/album/58904/track/549234
More live recordings:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=TvkaM8VbQqo
www.youtube.com/watch?v=dDMHctDlJlw
www.youtube.com/watch?v=SZPZtGX6c4Y
www.youtube.com/watch?v=BhD7cxYWfCM
www.youtube.com/watch?v=9dm9jsGwnKw (most clearly audible)