One gone poet's homage to Sylvia Plath, idealised in the wee hours of yet another Wednesday.
LAVÍNIA:
lead
vocals & choirs
LUCA:
flugelhorn
PAULO: oboe, bass clarinet,
Catalunyan gralla
FRED:
acoustic guitar, bass guitar,
keyboards, angklung, vocals
JEFF:
piano
THOMAS:
electric guitar &
guitarscapes
LYRICS
"Caí caí caí caí, tão
longe (I've fallen, fallen so far)
Caí caí caí caí (I've fallen)
Flutuam no ar, tão frágeis (they float in
the air, so fragile)
Caí caí caí
(I've fallen)
I've fallen far - the angels are blue
I've fallen far – float on fragile feet
Limbs and faces rigid, Luna is untamed
Her message blackness and silence
And silence, and silence, and
Silence
A lua é redonda, osso pálido e zangado (the
moon is round, pale and round bone)
Puxa as marés, com xaile de corujas e morcegos (drags the tides, her shawl
of owls and bats)
Na luz fria da mente, folhagem de ébano (in the
cold light of the moon, ebony foliage)
A Lua é a minha Mãe (the moon is my mother)
As árvores garreiam
(Trees battle)
Flutuam no ar (They float mid-air)
A lua é redonda, osso pálido e zangado (the
moon is round, pale and round bone)
Com xaile de corujas e morcegos (drags the
tides, her shawl of owls and bats)
Na luz fria da mente, folhagem de ébano (in
the cold light of the moon, ebony foliage)
A lua é redonda, osso pálido e zangado (the
moon is round, pale and round bone)
Com xaile de corujas e morcegos (her shawl
of owls and bats)
Na luz fria da mente, folhagem de ébano (in
the cold light of the moon, ebony foliage)
Luna is a
Pale and angry
Bone, so round
Untamed blackness
Bald and wild
Message of the
Yew tree
Trees are black in the
Planetary
Light of the
Mind"