Les Illuminations, Op. 18: IIIb. Antique
演唱：Bryden Thomson、Royal Scottish National Orchestra、Felicity LottOh, gracious son of Pan! Thine eyes – those precious
globes – glance slowly; thy brow is
crowned with little flowers and berries. Thy hollow cheeks are spotted with brown lees; thy
tusks shine. Thy breast resembles a cithara;
tinkling sounds run through thy blond arms.
Thy heart beats in that womb where sleeps
Hermaphrodite. Walk at night, softly moving this
thigh, this other thigh, this left leg.
globes – glance slowly; thy brow is
crowned with little flowers and berries. Thy hollow cheeks are spotted with brown lees; thy
tusks shine. Thy breast resembles a cithara;
tinkling sounds run through thy blond arms.
Thy heart beats in that womb where sleeps
Hermaphrodite. Walk at night, softly moving this
thigh, this other thigh, this left leg.